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At that time, the moon was in the sky.

Outside the villa, the shadows of the trees are mottled and sparsely reflected in the pond, so that people will not dare to go forward to catch the moon.

The mist-like moonlight shrouded the entire villa. From a distance, it looked like a vivid ink painting, but the person holding the pen was missing.

There is a soft breeze slowly echoing in the villa, as if to comfort someone, the voice is low | whispering to the ear of the straight tree, making it tremble slightly, shaking off a few dead leaves.

Inside the window, a candle can burn until dawn.

Before the case, one person sat upright.

His temples have been stained with frost and snow over the years, but from his face, one can still discern the demeanor of his youth, his pair of affectionate eyes are lightly closed at this moment, as if there are countless words about to pour out.

After a long time, the fire and candle went out, and the person in front of the case opened his eyes, and suddenly, two lines of tears fell slowly.

A pair of skinny hands moved, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he finally picked up the brush.

The ink was stained, but the tip of the pen stayed on the rice paper for a long time, and the condensed ink trembled, finally rendering a small piece of blank space.

He came back to his senses, changed a piece of paper, and then slowly wrote.

The bold and powerful fonts are printed on white paper, and every part is full of sadness.

After a long time, he folded the paper and put it in the package in the closet.

He looked around, the candlelight was shining on the whole room, but he felt a bit cool.

With a faint smile on his lips, he walked to the case.

There was a bowl of soup that the servant brought in early, and it was completely cold at this time.

He reached out and picked up the bowl.

People who have lost all hope, when facing death, often either look cynical, or just like him, smile calmly and lightly, laughing like a lifetime away.

When the bowl was empty, he wiped the corners of his mouth and helped him to lie down on the mat.

As soon as I closed my eyes, the shadow of that person seemed to be possessed in my mind, and I couldn't even erase it.

I couldn't bear the suffering, so I went to meet you in this way, you won't be angry with me, right?

He smiled, but he was thinking about how that person would react if he found out.

Mostly scold him, and then cry for him to live.

But ah...

When lovesickness becomes sick, I forget the troubles of the world, it's all just a big dream.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep with a smile.

As much as I think about it, I often can't say it. It's like this every day, but I can't sleep or eat. Everything is resolved, and I should go with you.Without you, living in this world is like an empty shell, meaningless.