falling snow galaxy

A few stars appeared in the quiet night sky.

Mai Lang pondered silently.

The warm starlight fled repeatedly at Maisui's fingertips, lighting up the bright Milky Way in the sky.

The young man seemed to catch a glimpse of a ray of light in the Milky Way, and suddenly seemed to be fascinated. He stretched out his hand to draw the constellations in the night sky, Gemini, Scorpio, Big Dipper...

"Hey Xiyou! Why are you in a daze? I'm almost finished drawing for you!"

"what......"

The boy in the white shirt suddenly came back to his senses.He half rolled up his sleeves.Eyebrows are like distant mountains, eyes are like cold stars.Under the outline of Yinglang's face, there is a pair of soft and spotless eyes.

"Hahaha," the young man said with a hearty smile, "You don't know me yet, you're distracted every day! I'll draw yours soon!"

In the wheat field in the evening, the waves of wheat are rolling.

An oil lamp dodged in the waves.Two teenagers in white shirts were talking and laughing, holding a drawing board.

Zhou Xiyou and Zhang Xinyi grew up together in a small border town in the Kingdom of Clouds.

The Kingdom of Clouds spans the entire southern border.

From the snow-capped mountains, to the golden wheat waves under the blue sky, to the misty waterways, to the bright sandy beaches with blue sea and blue sky, it seems like a beautiful scroll that was accidentally thrown on this continent.

Birth, study and work, marriage and childbirth.When the war came, he ran to another village.

This eternal cycle seems to extend to the end of the world.

Zhou Xiyou didn't like this.So he broke up again.

"Oh? This time, this girl is a good match for you in terms of looks and work." Zhang Xinyi said leisurely.

"That's why. But I don't like business."

He wanted to say that he would rather chat with Zhang Xinyi for the rest of his life.

"Or, my "General Zhou", do you really want to go to the battlefield to fight?"

Zhou Xiyou stared at Zhang Xinyi silently.

"Xinyi, I still can't be as honest as you after all. Is this an illusion, or the real me?"

Zhou Xiyou grew up without father or mother.Stumbling and growing up under the fence of others, suffering from the warmth and coldness of the world.

Whole people gradually have holes.

and become broken.

Finally, I no longer think of myself as myself.

Zhou Xiyou likes to gaze at the beautiful Milky Way in the starry sky above his head.

He felt that he was that galaxy.In this way, you can overlook all the wind, frost, snow and rain in the world, and you will no longer suffer, and you will no longer have yourself.

But all living beings in the world are either busy with worldly affairs, or suffering from wars.

He wanted everyone to see this gorgeous galaxy.

"But you are not suitable for fighting." Zhang Xinyi said straight away. "Even after going through so much, you and I are still too soft and kind. Even with such talent, so what..."

"I don't think of myself as myself anymore, so I can create whatever kind of self I want."

"But that's a lie after all."

"Then I want to gamble even more."

"Oh," Zhang Xinyi sighed, "You want to be your great general Zhou, but I will be like this all my life, being a trash painter in a small town, and it would be very interesting to draw your round face ..."

"What kind of round face!?" Zhou Xiyou pulled Zhang Xinyi's drawing board, "I think you made me a little fat!"

"Hahahahaha, don't try to change it!..." The alert Xinyi had already taken back the drawing board and ran a long way.

Two teenagers were playing and playing in the wheat waves.

They rolled together on the soft ears of wheat, and jumped together in the water of the stream.

Then bask in the warm sunshine on the big rocks lying together by the stream.

This is what it feels like to be alive.

When the stomach growls, let's go to Lu Ma Restaurant to eat a big elbow together.

The old woman in the distance walks closer and closer with her elbows in her arms...

Zhou Xiyou and Zhang Xinyi put their chopsticks in their hands and said nothing. There seemed to be countless tense strings in the air...

The moment the elbow was placed on the table, the chopsticks of the two pierced into the attractive skin of the elbow like flying arrows, and then tore it in half.

"Haha, I think my half is bigger than yours!..."

"What?!" Another person took the opportunity to sneak a chopstick into the opposite bowl.

"Don't grab it!"

So the two chopsticks collided rapidly in the bowl, and it became a chopstick battle...

Zhang Xinyi sometimes fantasizes that he can live such a simple and happy life forever.Draw pictures together, eat elbows together, and bask in the sun together.

But he also seems to know vaguely that fireworks are easy to be cold, and beautiful things are easy to die.

Xiyou, Xiyou, why don't I own that piece of starry sky.

If that day really comes, I won't stop you either.

I'll let you go with a smile.

Letting you go find your own galaxy.