She held the gold medal, looked at it absently, and murmured to herself, "Who are you, and where are you now?"
When Shangguan Yu thinks of that mysterious person, he feels the suffocating pain in his heart. It's too clear, too personal, and too deep into his bones.
In her mind, from beginning to end, there was that person's back, that person's lonely deep eyes, and she kept imagining what kind of face was behind the mask.
Unknowingly, she began to fall asleep with her heavy eyelids blinking.
In her sleep, she still saw that blurry face, and only those lonely deep eyes were always clear.
"Little rain."
She heard someone calling her in her ear. This voice, with helpless muteness, deeply hurt Shangguan Yu's heart.
In her sleep, she felt that her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.
She wanted to reach out and grab him, but her hands were empty.
Her face was moist and cold, as if some liquid was seeping out of her eyes.
Her lips were trembling until they were covered with two sheets of warmth, which stayed on her lips for a long time.
She liked this feeling, it was warm and warm, and it made her heart constantly touch and ripple.
Those lips moved away from hers after a moment.
She felt so lost and sad, and wanted him not to stop so quickly, but she found that the figure behind her was getting farther and farther away from her, and then disappeared into the air.
"Don't go, don't go, please don't go..."
In her sleep, she kept shaking her head, and tears kept pouring out of her closed eyes.
Her begging voice was hoarse with a hopeless request, so pitiful and heartbreaking.
I turned over and sat up. I was in a daze, and it took me a while to regain my composure.
Only then did she notice that her face was full of tears and her heart hurt so much, as if she had experienced a separation that was difficult to accept.
The dream just now turned out to be so real, she... really cried.
The warmth from before was still on her lips. This feeling was so real that she couldn't believe that it was just a dream.
G climbed down and walked to the window.
The streets were deserted at night, with only a few drunkards wandering around.
"You have been here, right? You must have been here, right?"
She looked at the empty night and her voice choked up again.
Tears filled her eyes again, "I can feel that you must have been here, you must have been here."
She croaked, feeling increasingly sad.
He collapsed on the ground, hugging his body with his hands, sobbing softly and repeating the same words, "You must have been here, come out to see me, come out."
She kept sobbing, and finally leaned against the window and fell asleep unconsciously.
The night was so cold that she hugged herself tightly and curled up, with tears still remaining in the corners of her eyes.