The Origin of Night

Do you want to see the real world? The girl's long light purple hair was covered with silvery white moonlight. At the end of a long night, her ignorant eyes opened towards me. That day, I wanted to end my life, but in an unpredictable thought, I followed her onto the non-existent glass overpass, overlooking the city's brilliant lights like a sea of ​​stars. The girl at the end of the corridor would whisper, "Lu Yi, you don't belong here." She raised her fingertips slightly, and the stars in the sky suddenly brightened. "You should belong to me." The cold and ethereal voice seemed to penetrate time.