Candlelight: the Past

"It's very nice," he said. The girl giggled and took his hand. "But I'm going to die soon," she said softly. He lowered his head and said no more. He only squeezed her cold hand a little tighter. "Don't be sad," she held his face, "I'm still here." "I'm not sad, it's just that I bought two extra cartons of milk at home and I can't finish it myself." He was a little choked up, but he didn't forget to say some bad words at this time. —— "Stop, this situation is impossible to happen, don't be ridiculous," Tang Yiyang patted Wang Congxing on the shoulder and brought him back to reality: "It will get dark soon." "Go away, crow's mouth... Who wants this to happen." The latter responded angrily. "Finish your work early and go home early, don't you think so?" "Fart, if it weren't for you, how could I be here?" Wang Congxing retorted, "Time travel is the most illogical thing, okay?" "It's too late to talk about logic now," Tang Yiyang smiled playfully, took a step towards the rooftop, turned to look at Wang Congxing: "See you below." He fell into the steel wave like a free fall, and soon disappeared. Wang Congxing sighed and took several deep breaths. The last trace of the setting sun in the peripheral vision was swallowed up by the clouds, so the city knew that night was coming. The morning lights began to light up under his feet, and several floating vehicles passed by in the distance, piercing the advertising projections flickering in the night sky. "What a sin..." "Alice also jumped in without thinking about how to get out.