The city in the backlight of late summer, the city's smile is gentle, her lips are fleeting like a daylily.

  "It's very immoral to steal someone else's breakup, and I'm the one who got dumped, how embarrassing. Please search on Baidu +"

  He held a bright red bowl with rice noodles in both hands, saying somewhat accusingly but more embarrassingly.

  The warm air wafted, shrouding his vision, he said with a half-joking tone, but his eyes couldn't hide the hint of sadness.

  "I... are you okay?" No explanation was given, and the topic turned to him.

  "I? Of course nothing's wrong..."

  Compared to the hidden gloom in his eyes, the two words "nothing's wrong" seem somewhat pale.

  In winter, at a rice noodle snack shop, with warm air swirling around, smelling the fragrance wafting through, tasting the unparalleled deliciousness.

  Talking about breaking up and love with someone you've had a secret crush on for a long time feels somewhat unreal or not quite true.

  Although the heroine is not me in person but the beautiful her.

  "Never mind, let's talk about you, what's your name?"

  "Su Mo Liang." No extra words, just three simple characters were reported.

  "We share the same surname, I'm Su Xi Chen."

  The lamplight shone on his dense eyelashes, casting a good shadow, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth plucked that string.

  "May I ask how you and she got to know each other?"

  Curiosity ultimately overcame rationality, and he tentatively asked about a topic that seemed like it shouldn't be brought up again.

  His smile stiffened for a moment, accompanied by a faint ripple in his eyes as he spoke.

  "Actually, we've known each other for a long time. It's just that I didn't take her pursuit of me seriously until that one time..."

  He furrowed his brow slightly, paused for a moment, and then continued speaking.

  "In fact, I wasn't a good student at all, fighting, skipping class and handing in blank papers were everyday things."

  I still remember that day, the sky was very dark and it was drizzling with fine rain.

  On my way home, I unfortunately ran into a group of people who surrounded me.

  Because I was walking alone, and it was a small alley, plus the weather conditions, there were no people around.

  I had no choice but to fight back against them. They were clearly well-prepared, with over a dozen people armed and speaking rudely to me.

  The result was predictable, I got beaten up badly.

  I actually thought about it, being beaten to death is fine.

  Like me, a delinquent hated by teachers and parents, even if I were beaten to death, no one would shed tears or feel sad.

  Just as I myself was about to give up resisting, a whistle suddenly sounded from the alley entrance not far away.

  "With the cry of "The police are coming!", the sirens sounded."

  The light was very dim and there were many people, but I vaguely remembered the girl's slender and tall figure as well as her flaxen hair that was slightly wet in the fine rain.

  They were also brainless, hearing her "announcement", they dropped the sticks in their hands and ran away with a rustling sound.

  It wasn't until later that I found out the police siren was just a recording she had made to deal with idiots like him, just in case.

  I vaguely remember her muttering and poking at my forehead, saying with a tone of regret that a beautiful face had been beaten into a cat's face, so cute.

  Later she took me to the hospital for wound dressing and treatment. Unfortunately, due to my consciousness at that time, my memory of that experience is very vague.

  However, when I woke up the next morning, there was a delicate face with a faintly tired but smiling expression beside my bed saying "you're awake".

  From that day on, I made up my mind to protect this girl.

  "The girl who risked being discovered and put herself in danger to rescue me and took care of me all night."

  "It's really strange, thinking about it now, our beginning was just like a idol drama, not very ordinary."

  "So that's one of the main reasons I don't want to let go."

  He smiled sweetly, and the relief in his eyes seemed to sweep away the sadness of before.

  As he spoke, his eyebrows furrowed at times, and at others, a faint smile played on his lips, revealing deep affection.

  There seem to be some fragmented scenes appearing before my eyes, somewhat chaotic, with dark night scenes and blurry visions.

  His handsome face appeared with a double image, a blurry smoke-filled screen. I shook my head, lately too tired to have hallucinations.

  Falling into the sweet melody woven by his illusory and pleasant sound waves, his eyes were indeed boundless and desolate.

  Cool as water, cool as heart, youth, and the distance between you is unbridgeable and immeasurable.

  She has always been the sweet fullness that occupies your left atrium, with a gentle smile and tender lip line that flashes by like a fleeting flower.

  "The City in the Backlight of Late Summer"

  The city's smile and gentle lip line were fleeting for her like a short-lived flower.