The Farewell Song of Zhang Boning and Apollo

"Bo Ning, don't forget your return date." The words were written in blood, which had faded to a dull brown over time, but still made his eyes ache. Bonin - He recited it silently, like holding a piece of unmelted sugar, the sweetness has long since gone away, leaving only the edges and corners of his tongue. He knew that it was not his own handwriting, but every time there was a lunar eclipse, the blood would become slightly moist, as if he had just written it. Today is a lunar eclipse.