May I be like the stars and the moon, and the night will be bright and clean

The next day, Xiyan came.

I don't know why.,Xiwu, who has never been separated from my sister since I was a child.,For the first time, I felt that it was better for my sister not to come.。

After all, at this moment, she has a secret hidden in her heart.

Just let her be selfish this time, she really doesn't want to share him with others.

But strangely, after that, the place where they first met, she never found it again. It exists like a paradise.

And that man is like an immortal. Never seen again.

When asked about other people, they also said that there was no child named Beichen.

Could it be that the encounter, in fact, was just a dream?

She still pestered her as before, calling her sister.

They were still standing on the top of the hill as before, humming songs and blowing the wind.

Xiyan said that it was a city in the sky that belonged only to them

Until that day, she met him again.

This time, it was on the same hill they frequented.

That night, Xiyan went to bed very early, and after a day of training, they were all tired. But Yuki still wants to get out on his own, and maybe he can find that place again and find him

It's just that, before she knew it, she came here and unexpectedly saw the person she had always wanted to see.

The boy played the flute, and the gentle melody gently brushed her cheeks with the wind. There were ripples in my heart.

"Sunset fog?"

He felt her gaze, looked back, saw that it was her, and smiled.

She hadn't seen him for a long time, and she didn't know what expression to use in response to his smile. Laugh, the expression is very stiff, but you can't cry; It's expressionless, it seems that I'm too difficult to get along with. As a result, the scene was instantly embarrassing. For a moment, Xiwu suddenly wanted to slap himself.

"The moon is beautiful tonight, isn't it?" In the end, she had to bite the bullet and say this.

"yes, it's beautiful." He narrowed his eyes and replied, beckoning to her and motioning for her to come and sit with him.

She was stunned, and then walked over with her legs uncontrollably and sat down beside him.

For some reason, I suddenly remembered that poem. What Huahua once recited is said to be a famous sentence in ancient China.

May I be like the stars and the moon, and the night will be bright and clean.

"Do you know about Sunsetta?" He asked suddenly.

Sunset?

Suddenly, the body of the evening fog shook violently.

"What's wrong?" He asked with concern.

"Oh it's okay" was her reaction too much

"Xiyan Flower is also called Moonlight Flower, but I just think the name Xiyan matches you very well." He smiled and said, "If you had a twin, wouldn't it be nice if you called Xiyan?" ”

"I don't know why, as soon as he mentions Xiyan, she is very uncomfortable. Maybe she was afraid that her only confidant would be snatched away by Xiyan, but maybe maybe she was just worrying.

Then she must be overthinking. Xiyan and herself grew up together, no matter how they look, voice, or personality, they all seem to be carved out of a mold, and facing each other is like looking in a mirror.

At first, the sunset fog was at most just fun and quite good. But, more and more, especially now, she feels that it is not a good thing.

Because if you want to be a perfect person, there will always be someone who is like you or better than you. You are never unique, after all, there is such a person, no matter where you are, exactly like you.

Gradually, it became an annoyance, even a disgust.

She couldn't believe that one day she would hate Xiyan.

She herself was frightened by this thought of herself. Why do you have a dislike for your own sister because of an outsider?

It was many years before she knew why.

That's just fate.

There is no turning back from what is destined. The evening fog and the evening face, in the end, can only one survive.

The one who survives is the winner.