She said quietly, "When I was a child, I heard a story from my mother that on a certain planet, there lived a little girl, surrounded by nothing but the endless mountains and forests, and she lived here for many years, but no one came. And one day, a long rope suddenly hung down in the night sky of the planet, golden yellow, as if one end was connected to the moon. ”

She took a sip of tea, and seeing that he was silent, she continued, "She stepped forward and gently touched the tail-like rope, and it didn't move, but it was so warm. The girl had to touch the rope every day, and she felt very happy, and this feeling of sustenance and attachment made it the whole of her life. Then, unable to hold back, she gently shook the rope. What pleased her the most was that the rope shook like crazy after a long period of inactivity. It turns out that there is also a person like her at that end.

They communicate and talk through this rope, but the girl gradually wants to meet the person on the other end. She tugged at the rope and climbed up so hard that she would never get to that end. She worked around the clock, almost becoming an obsession. “

"The girl shook the rope three times, which means, 'I love you,' and there is no reaction on the other end, because even if they love each other, they will never be able to get to where each other is, that distance is beyond the dimension."

"The rope disappeared in the course of a night, like the light of the heart that gradually disappeared, and disappeared little by little. The planet became the lonely planet again. The girl cried, and she couldn't catch anything, including her love. ”

She still remembered that in the Lan family's manor in the middle of summer that year, she grabbed her mother's hand, was so curious, and asked, "What about later?" ”

The chubby, gentle white mom shook her head, "Not later." ”

"What a cruel story."

She looked at the starry night sky in the hanging basket, but did not find the long rope that hung from the moon.

Mom smiled and said to her, "The person you fall in love with when you are lonely will be even more lonely after you have loved." She was too young at the time to know the meaning of the sentence.

A person has been lonely for too long, always desperately trying to find some warmth. Even if it's a little light, I cherish it. Lan Qingchuan believes that this is not love, but a kind of longing and obsession. Han Luochen is like this, the isolated island in his eyes has neither sadness nor flowers. Lonely for too long, he wants to catch the people around him too much.

"It's not a question of whether we fit or don't, but this relationship is not love at all. Han Luochen, you have to think clearly. You like it because when you get rid of loneliness, you happen to have a me by your side. ”

She looked at him with such beautiful pale black eyes and an extremely serious look.

He snorted softly, "Lan Qingchuan, you really underestimate me." His hair was wet and rainy, and the temperature of the room caused the drops of water to slowly slide down his delicate cheeks and into the short collar.

He had been silent, patiently listening to her, but he scoffed at it. She was so guarded and so worried, and her heart suddenly became irritable. He stood up, walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, and took a few gentle breaths of cold air outside.

In the end, he still couldn't calm down, "Lan Qingchuan, I like you, it has nothing to do with the environment, and it's not lonely." Just like you. He turned around, his dark eyebrows and eyes softened with a soft pleading, "So, don't make any more excuses to refuse me." It made me feel how unforgivable my feelings were. ”