You also see my long shadow under the lamp through the light of the stars
Don't call me
Maybe I inadvertently want to look back
Please ask the clouds to cover the moon
Treat that dream as a dream
I will walk on the breeze alone
Extracting a night of starry sky
? To pay homage to the species that have never bloomed
01 Reorder
If I had never met you, where would you be? Now remember your figure, where should I go? What evening is this evening?
02 Prison
"You said, what is love?"
This sentence was the question he asked her before leaving, and when the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on the land, his face was clean and warm, his body slowly dissipated, from head to toe, and finally completely melted into nothingness.
"I don't know your name yet" Before she finished speaking, he disappeared before her eyes impatiently. She reached forward and slowly grabbed the air, and then that hand turned into a powerless Fist, her eyes stared in front of her eyes, letting the tears drip down her eyes, she whispered helplessly, "My name is"
That bright red rose is rushing towards death passionately under the bright sunshine. Under the gentle sunshine, let life wither and wither petal by petal. The expectation planted in its heart is not to bloom overnight, not to fall in love with a speck of dust, not to be born, not to die, not to exist or perish. It is a state of matter that has never been witnessed by the world, and it can be called "prison". It is a place where suffering and happiness are entangled.
03 rain
The rain poured from the sky, the wind blew, and it was the angry enthusiasm of late summer.
He is a person who has forgotten his name. Although he remembers all the past events, he can't remember his own name alone. Holding a black umbrella, he walked towards the distance step by step, walking calmly and indifferently. The heavy rain fell, but she walked without panic at all. In the roaring rain, the sound of her high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground was rational and powerful.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang"
They walked head-on, and passed each other after a flash of lightning followed by thunder that startled the night.
He heard the uniform sound of the pair of shoes under her feet stepping on the ground. The sound was a little pleasant in the bustling but deserted street, but it was only a little pleasant.
She didn't see his face clearly, and she didn't think about seeing his face clearly. She was no longer the gorgeous mountain flower she once was, and no longer harbored the romantic fantasy of meeting in the spring breeze. She only saw the long hair behind him in the light. shadow.
When there was thunder again, when the nightmares were awakened, they had all disappeared from the street. This time, it seemed that only the lifeless and eyeless models standing in the window of the shop had witnessed them.
The rain stopped suddenly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com