Soft Stone

The setting sun streaked across the sky, and the setting sun was like blood. Soon the city under the steel and concrete was lit up with neon lights, as if the face of a seriously ill and dying person was even paler in the night, but his devilish smile revealed this unabashed temptation to someone as night fell. It is said that people are like a drop in the ocean, but there are only a few people who are struggling in this dream! However, youth seems to be a melody that never fades. Among all living beings, there is also a kind of emotion that slowly beats in the raging waves of reality and ideals - she may be the so-called "love"