If the moon can hear you, Lu Fenghe, I have said I love you thousands of times.
Gentle little sun X world-weary cool guy
Poetry and the distance (female) X caged bird (male)
When she was young, she secretly went to see the boy who often came to the hospital for IV drips. He was fair, thin, sickly person, and the three words he often said were “boring”.
In the end, there was a hundred secrets, and the young man who was leaning on the hospital bed turned his head to look at her, and said in a cold and indifferent voice, “Do you know me?”
Saying goodbye to the cloudy and rainy day, they agreed to meet at the door of the soup dumpling shop. Xia Zhuo held an umbrella and waited until the last moment, but the wanton and perverse boy never appeared again.
Years later, the corridors are filled with the smell of disinfectant water.
Xia Zhuo had no intention of breaking into an argument, the woman asked him hysterically what he was going to do, and across the wall, he just laughed and said calmly, “I want to die.”
With such a casual tone, she has only heard of one person.
But when she heard the turning around at the corner, she was a bit slow, and she heard footsteps approaching behind her, someone let out a laugh from her nose, and said in a deep and lazy tone, “Xia Zhuo, pretend not to recognize?”
One day, Lu Fenghe unintentionally opened a thousand paper cranes, and there was a neat line of beautiful characters hidden inside:
If the moon can hear you, Lu Fenghe, I have said I love you thousands of times.