On a full moon night, above the deserted tomb of the execution ground, with the wind and weeping clouds, a pair of figures can be vaguely seen:
The man's spine still bears whip marks, like a ravine that will never heal;
The mole behind the woman's ear is as bright as a star, and they are holding candy bars together, as if they are waiting for a reunion that will never return.
The drizzle is slanting and the wind is cold at dawn. The light smoke and sparse willow trees make the beach beautiful.
Snow foam and milk flowers float on the afternoon cup, and the taste of the world is pure joy.
- I vow to return to you with you, share life and death, share joys and sorrows.
*Short story
*BE
‖The female protagonist is beautiful and the male protagonist is crazy‖
Intention: If there is love in heaven, it will not let lovers separate