In the twilight of summer, against the backlight, that city is like a brocade. Who allowed who to grow old in this desolate land? In those years, it was only slightly cool, after all, just a youthful recklessness.

  For him, her youth was spent in vain, on a desolate road at dusk, with a faint chill. Powered by Literature Network, the romance of traversing time and space is updated first, you just come +

  He said that the lonely lamp would forever wander in that distant sea.

  Heartwarming promise, from now on, there will be his hand in hand on this small road.

  It was he who shattered the only glimmer of hope in the dark.

  He was also the one who made those vows just for fun.

  What exactly is the young man's heart made of, and how can it be so thoroughly ruthless?

  The light in front of him suddenly dimmed, and an uninvited young man blocked his line of sight.

  Unconsciously raising his head, the youth cast a beautiful shadow on one side.

  The vast and swaying summer colors set off the boy's beautiful and elegant face even more exquisitely.

  The sunlight sprinkled a warm golden dust on the boy's hair tips.

  Ink-black eyes were deep and bottomless, as if they were mysterious and dangerous whirlpools. The emotions that overflowed from the eyes were somewhat complicated. Qidian Literature Network

  Her bright red lips were pursed tightly, and her rare seriousness replaced her usual carefree attitude.

  "Sorry, Moliang, I'm late."

  Her long and straight legs slowly bent until they were about the same height as I was squatting.

  Deep eyes gazed at my face, as if heartbroken and comforting.

  Suddenly, the dwindling tears reversed their trend and gushed out like an endless spring.

  That sudden realization of being cared for brings a mix of emotions, an indescribable bittersweet feeling that spreads.

  He gently wrapped me in his arms, like a helpless child, and leaned against his chest.

  Tears still fall continuously, perhaps it's pretentiousness, or perhaps it's discovering that I still have the freedom to be cared for.

  The collapsed dam could hardly stop the surging floodwaters.

  The young man's white shirt was soaked through, as if it had been an eternity.

  Wiping away the last tear from the corner of her eye, she slowly struggled out of his arms and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

  Her eyes dimmed slightly, and a hint of sadness flashed across her face.

  "Do you know now?" She slightly lowered her eyelids, and the bright sunlight made her eyes ache.

  "The whole campus was in an uproar, and everyone knew about it."

  "Uh... now I'm in a bit of trouble, it's better if you don't follow me too closely, or you'll get dragged into this."

  Lowering his voice slightly, suppressing the tremble and unease within.

  "Su Mo Liang, you dare say something like this again and see what happens."

  Seemingly sharp words actually convey a warm and sincere intention.

  Once defined as a dangerous and unapproachable young man, he has now become the only reliance after falling into disrepair.

  "You all know, right? Or... The girl you mentioned is Ban Qing."

  "Half sunny, sorry... When I met you for the second time, I roughly guessed that the girl who said sorry in Half Sunny's mouth was you."

  "Forgive my selfishness, I shouldn't have let you get involved in this chaotic game, yet ultimately you got hurt..."

  The gentle breeze lifts the soft hair of youth, and the arc that sweeps through the air is a melancholy confusion that cannot be expressed in words.

  "Ah, just a pawn, one that can be discarded without hesitation after being used..."

  The corners of his mouth curved up in a sarcastic arc, adapting to the dazzling sunlight.

  Actually, everything is just a cycle of ups and downs.

  She carefully planned and schemed, leading everyone into this scam, spinning them around in circles.

  "Do you hate her?" The dark eyes flowed with complex emotions and asked lightly.

  I nodded slightly and said in a soft voice.

  "How could she? She must have struggled a lot and wanted to tell Hyeji the truth many times,"

  However deep love is, however foolish it makes one, it's all just being blinded by love.

  Perhaps it's because I love her more deeply, the expectation is greater. Even if the reality is very painful, I can still try to be understanding of her bitterness.

  And he... became an eternal wound that could never be touched again, a forbidden place where even he himself did not dare to look at.

  Who allowed the years of youth to wither away in vain, that year's gentle coolness was after all just a fleeting moment of youthful recklessness.