620. Just a moth flying into the flames(2/2)
This feels so good. We are all filled with work, working hard individually and working together for a better future.
But...what will our future look like?
Will we ever have an end?
What if he has a family?
Will there be less gatherings and more separation, will there be few exchanges, will I still be unable to remember his appearance even if we get along day and night?
On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, I came out of the community and sent him a message to take pictures of the night sky dotted with the crescent moon.
He didn't reply as usual, I thought maybe he was still visiting relatives.
There was a streetlight behind me. I picked up my phone and walked back, and the halo spread out from behind me.
Before I got home, I saw Juzi’s new updates and went to attend a class reunion with him.
I looked up at the distant and towering street lamp, and many little moths fluttered and bumped into it, seemingly not feeling any pain at all.
Those shadows pierced my eyes, as if the day he nodded and pushed forward the relationship with me, that turning back, and those cold lips were all a dream I never wanted to wake up from.
That distant and towering street lamp penetrated my body, and my soul was able to find an outlet to examine myself.
I made his perfect image into a sword of Damocles hanging above my head, pushing myself forward.
Without him, I wouldn't be where I am today.
But with him, what have I become?
Chapter completed!