I Walk with the Bright Moon

"... I would rather have no peace in my heart and forget only the good things..." Mo Xi turned her back to the stage and walked towards the exit step by step, her vision blurred by tears under her sunglasses... Qingji, Bai Qingji... The first time I met you, you were still a young man wearing bright clothes and angry horses. Now that you are no longer young, I have grown up... Bai Qingji on the stage seemed to be telepathic, scanning the dark stage with his eyes... "... Goodbye Jack, goodbye my Kerouac... Let me be happy, let me be happy..." Goodbye Bai Qingji, goodbye Jack, goodbye Kerouac... Goodbye my boy...