strange village

Said to himself, "Ten thousand times again, I would also reach out to hold the broken moon in the water. Everything is imaginary, but it doesn't matter."

It doesn't matter if it ends up being nothing, people can't just live for the result, the night is beautiful, so it doesn't matter.

"What about him? Don't you want to forgive him?" Huai Xiu asked.

What responded to him was Dongyue's silence.

Dongyue can't help but think of what Pei Chang said to herself, among the thousands of "truths", maybe only the one you believe is the real truth. For human beings, only experience is the only truth. Those ups and downs, False and real, they are all proofs of real life.

With a little bit of subtle emotion, he answered the irrelevant question: "He doesn't even come back to see me."

……

A few days later, the spring was getting stronger, and Dongyue was sitting alone in the courtyard sketching. A green path led to the main road, and the roadside was full of snow-white wild lilies of the valley. At the end of the path, there appeared a gently swaying A figure with long legs and black hair was walking towards the villa.

The figure was reflected in Dongyue's pupils, getting bigger and bigger. After a while, Dongyue was wrapped into a refreshing embrace.

"Shouldn't you give me a kiss now?" Dongyue buried her face in his chest and said sullenly.

There was a strong, rhythmic heartbeat in the man's chest, and Dongyue looked up. It was a pair of dark eyes as deep as the night.

Dongyue rolled up a strand of black hair around his neck and said, "It's grown long."

Before he finished speaking, he was picked up by the man holding his thighs, and immediately after, a passionate kiss was printed on his lips as if it was about to burn...