Right now, it's about half past seven in the evening, and it's not completely dark yet.
But the dazzling light is so overwhelming that even this deep, dark night seems abrupt and profound!
Nanxi and Li Weihuan walk under the streetlights, Li Weihuan in front, and Nanxi behind. Their shadows intersect, interweaving under the glow of the streetlight—so close, a distance that feels so incredibly close!
Li Weihuan's eyes sting a little. She averts her gaze and looks at Nanxi, asking, "What happened today?"
"Nothing!" Nanxi shakes her head, "Nothing happened!"
"Then why were you crying?"
Li Weihuan's eyebrows furrow, her voice laced with a trace of anger.
"..."
Nanxi's eyes flicker for a moment, she wants to confide, but she knows she can share her feelings with anyone, except Li Weihuan!
In this world, there are many people, each carrying their own burden, heavy or light.
She was once Li Weihuan's girlfriend, and thus willing to share everything with him, even the burdens.
