Original Appearance

As time goes by, the afterglow left by time passing through the sky cannot warm people's hearts, but it can make people's memories fresher and fresher. A long time later, whenever night fell and the lights began to turn on, Xu Yang stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the lights of thousands of houses in the city. What appeared in front of his eyes was the scene of Xia Li's black hair and white skirt flying and entangled. He thought that if it hadn't been for that chance meeting, maybe he would never have noticed her in his life, let alone have so many interactions with her. Maybe this is fate and no one can escape it.