It's going to rain. I'm sitting alone in my seat, feeling inexplicably bored, and all the students around me are laughing, as if I were in another space. I always feel that they are close to me, close at hand and within reach; It seems to come from another world, far enough away from a galaxy. I don't know why, but I suddenly find it ironic. It is a good friend for many years, but it is as cold as an irrelevant stranger-

Well, Yue, you once said, you said that two people together can redeem each other, but you forgot to say, what should you do if you are cruelly abandoned after tasting happiness? You don't know that people who are abandoned by light are not afraid of loneliness, loneliness or cold after falling into darkness again. They were blacked out once after the moths put out the fire and embraced the warmth.

What should I do, Moon? You broke your oath. You abandoned me. After I get used to you, let me fall into darkness again.

I don't blame you, moon.