The hazy and misty vision suddenly warmed up the eyes and cooled down the heart.

  Looking out of the glass window at the dull grey sky outside, I couldn't help but feel gloomy.

  Perhaps it's not poetic enough, the hazy and drizzly rain that's about to wet my clothes doesn't stir up any ripples in my heart.

  Softly closing her eyes, she rested her arms under her neck.

  The fine rain is like a thin needle stuck in the heart, and a string of inexplicable worries spreads.

  Forget it, I put on my coat, grabbed an umbrella and went out.

  Taking a stroll in the drizzle is always better than staying at home and feeling inexplicably annoyed.

  Perhaps it was this very misjudgment that hastened the composition of the series' lamentation.

  The slightly damp canvas shoes somehow cooled my heart, and the scene in the distance was also inadvertently imprinted on my eyes.

  In the hazy rain curtain, two people were arguing about something in the distance. In the quiet rain curtain, the sound of argument was slightly prominent.

  The green leaves washed by the rain are more and more luxuriant, while I, who have been accompanied from beginning to end, am increasingly insignificant and humble.

  "Su Hechen, let me go!" She shook off the boy's hand and shouted angrily.

  "Half sunny, you, why are you like this? Didn't we agree on that day?"

  Softly moistened flaxen hair clings gently to both cheeks, faintly helplessly spreading across the rain-soaked veil.

  "I was out of my mind and talking nonsense that day."

  Evasive eyes, obvious guilt implies something.

  Su He Che, I'm telling you, you already have Su Mo Liang, so stop coming over here to flirt with me every now and then.

  She stubbornly raised her head, but the tightly clenched corner of her clothes revealed her inner helplessness.

  "I am jealousy, jealous of your calmness, jealous of your thoughtlessness."

  What makes you so calm and able to forget me completely?

  "It was you who came to provoke me at first, so why should I be the one to end it with a lingering thought?"

  "I... you, you just don't understand, I owe her too much, can't make another mistake."

  "Our beginning was wrong, your initial beauty should have belonged to her alone, it's all my fault."

  She shook her head painfully, and her words were somewhat inexplicable and elusive, but they strongly impacted my hearing.

  She is so good, still thinking of me no matter what, feeling a little touched and bitter. No one expected things to turn out this way.

  It's not hard to see from her eyes that she loves her very much, but is in great pain and at a loss as to what to do.

  What should I do if she could be a bit more selfish?

  Then can't I also indulge myself in all the good things without any guilt?

  Yes, I couldn't bear to tear apart a loving couple who were meant to be together.

  Can't deceive oneself and others, can't ignore the inner scream.

  Can't take down another city's stone bricks to prop up the empty and crumbling Heart City.

  "I don't care, I don't care, it's only you that I like. Being with her might be my mistake,"

  "She's too kind-hearted, I'm not good enough for her. He should find a nice guy who loves and cares for her instead of some jerk who's in love with someone else."

  She fell silent for a moment, then lifted her head and said in a low voice.

  The two people's gradually lowered voices were muffled in the rain curtain, and only that girl's four words could be faintly heard.

  His shoulders trembled slightly, and his extreme unease was exposed at this moment.

  The two of them stood silently, the rain hitting their bodies directly, disheveling their appearance and exhausting their relationship.

  The umbrella in hand had unknowingly fallen at some point, and the increasingly large raindrops hitting his forehead were somewhat painful.

  A coolness that seeps into the bones so unintentionally moistens the cheeks, and a warm, bitter sweetness spreads from the corners of the mouth.

  Why, why do I always have to see the gap between her and me, always having to prove my insignificance again and again.

  Meeting him was a mistake from the start, and running into each other again and again was just an accelerator for brewing tragedy.

  I wiped away tears randomly and turned around to leave, if it's going to be like this then let's just end it thoroughly.

  If my withdrawal can complete the perfect love of two people, then it's worth enduring the pain alone.

  "The City in the Backlight of Late Summer"

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