At the end of the road in the city against the sunset, will there be a young man waving his hand and smiling, saying he's waiting for me?

  "Mo Liang, can you come out and keep me company now?"

  On the other end of the phone came Min-hee's voice, trying to hold back her sobs.

  "What's wrong with you?"

  A sense of unease stirred restlessly.

  "I'll wait for you at the intersection near Mulingjia's house, let's talk when you come out."

  The darkening dusk flows with a cool autumn breeze, reminding me of Minhee's thin back when she left.

  I stuffed a down-filled jacket into a sky-blue backpack and hurried towards the intersection.

  Her figure seemed slightly frail in the crowd of people and cars.

  Soft and smooth shoulder-length hair outlined a bewildered expression in the evening breeze.

  I slowed down my pace, slightly adjusted my urgent breathing, and softly called out to Min-hee.

  "You're here, it's cool."

  The curve of the mouth is slightly awkward compared to the sparkling eyes that haven't had time to wipe away.

  I pulled out the jacket from my backpack and handed it over to Minhee, whose shoulders were trembling slightly.

  "It's okay," she said with a smile, pulling me across the intersection where the crowd had thinned out.

  "What's wrong, speak up."

  I turned my face and looked at her with a faint redness in her eyes, saying.

  "I..."

  Every time I see him, I can't help but feel sad, thinking about how many times I was rejected before and still foolishly followed him.

  Someone once said that love at first sight is just about the face, it's only a superficial association with appearance.

  I laughed, emotions aren't built on a material visual basis

  Who would fall in love with a freak like you, looking at you makes me nauseous.

  Call me vulgar if you will, call me shallow if you like.

  His heart is always unintentionally moved, and his every word and deed is that invisible red line.

  Perhaps it was just an impulsive act of youth at first glance

  But everything I did couldn't hold on to the end, and after months of relentless effort, I fell deeply in love.

  But in his eyes, he was just an unremarkable one among many pursuers.

  Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness...

  Watching him chat and laugh with other girls, while she can only be left out, dryly admiring and envying in vain.

  She smiled wryly with some helplessness and bitterness.

  "I thought about getting closer to him, but people are indeed insatiable. Once close, they want intimacy; once intimate, they want exclusivity."

  I quietly listened to her accumulated bitterness over the past few days without making a sound.

  The soft yellow light gently shone on her profile, highlighting her delicate features even more beautifully.

  "At least two people have made progress, haven't they? Unlike me who still... doesn't even know his name..."

  The voice gradually became lower and lower, even so faint that I could hardly hear it myself.

  The two of them wandered aimlessly along Main Street, and from time to time I noticed that she was suppressing her emotions.

  "Otherwise... Mu Liang, you say I give up, is it okay? It's not that I don't love anymore, but I'm really too tired."

  After struggling for a while, she stopped in her tracks and slowly said to me.

  It has been a long time since I last replied.

  "Try again, for the last time, if he still chooses to remain unmoved, then you will also give up."

  Looking at her complex and contradictory eyes,

  I surprisingly disagreed with this seemingly most rational choice like a ghostly messenger, and instead told her to take a chance.

  She looked at me with a puzzled gaze, her slightly furrowed eyebrows rippling with the unbroken thickness of night.

  "Alright. One last confession, as long as you're by my side, I'm not afraid of anything."

  Firm eyes and 100% trust warmed the softness deep in her heart.

  Minhee, you will definitely get your own happiness.

  She dialed the number, her hand holding the phone tightly shaking slightly with tension.

  The brief ringing of the bell seemed to be a century away, isolating her heart.

  Her originally bright eyes gradually dimmed, and her long hair covered up the unspeakable despair.

  Along with the user you dialed, a temporary failure to connect, the last announcement, she slowly fell into the abyss of sorrow.

  "My letting go is just another proof of my insignificance..." She muttered with a hollow gaze.

  At this time, the mobile phone screen in his hand lit up and a melody sounded.

  As she looked at the phone, her dim eyes gradually became radiant. She pressed the connect button, somewhat at a loss.

  "Yes, I'm Minhee."

  "Nothing much, just wondering if you guys are having fun."

  "Ah, I'm fine, it's just that my mom called me back home so I left early."

  Can't hear the other person's voice, but can roughly guess the content of the conversation between the two.

  Minhee's hand clenched tighter, her clothes wrinkled at the corner.

  "I... uh..."

  "I... I like you, let's go out."

  After much hemming and hawing, Min-hee finally got to the point.

  Or I was affected by the atmosphere, I held my breath and waited tensely with Min-hee for the other person's response.

  "Yes, it's sincere."

  "Ah. Ah? Really, is it true?"

  "I'm not dreaming, am I?"

  Yeah! She playfully gave me a thumbs up, beaming with joy on her delicate face.

  "Alright, I'll be back in a bit, gotta go for now, bye."

  After hanging up the phone, Min-hee was visibly overexcited.

  "Do you know? He actually agreed, am I dreaming or what?! Oh my god, it's just too, too unbelievable!"

  She was overjoyed and didn't care about the strange looks from passersby, dancing with excitement as she told me the good news.

  "Mu liang mu liang, I love you so much, too much, you are really my lucky star~"

  She hugged me like a child and said happily.

  That day, I accompanied her in madness for a long time, wildly shouting and running like a madman on the deserted streets, releasing joy.

  That day, she asked why I didn't persuade her to give up. I smiled and said it was just that I didn't want to see her cry too ugly.

  That day, only I knew the real reason, a person walking alone on a road is really so cold.

  It's really frustrating when you like someone but can't express it.

  A person can only secretly gaze at someone from a distance in the corner, it's really tiring.

  But if this choice is wrong, in the end, at the end of the road, will Minhee be even more painfully speechless.

  Forget it, at least things are good now, at least I can still laugh wholeheartedly without a care in the world, right?

  I believe that one day, at the end of the road, there will be someone waving and smiling, waiting for me.

  "The City in the Backlight of Late Summer"

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  "For you, 'The City in the Summer Sunset' - 'At the end of the road, will there be a young man waving his hand and smiling, saying he's waiting for me?' - Enjoy!"