Was this tenderness an illusion or reality? Ye Shunguang perhaps had known the answer long ago.
But she did not say it, because she knew that perhaps the moment she spoke it aloud, everything before her would shatter and vanish like bubbles beneath the sun.
On the day of the cultural festival, Chenghui Plateau No. 1 High School welcomed its final lively day of the year.
From first-years to seniors, every class put on performances to showcase themselves. Campus stalls and creative projects allowed the students' imaginations to run wild. Everything was perfect, fulfilling every definition of a "wonderful youth."
On the rooftop of the teaching building, three figures crouched together.
"Big brother, be gentler! You're about to crumple the paper!"
Belle crouched halfway to the ground, carefully shielding an orange sky lantern with both hands.
Wise carefully adjusted the bottom of the lantern, his tone rather displeased. "Belle, haste makes waste. If the cold air isn't cleared out, it won't fly later. You need to be scientific when doing things!"
Ye Shunguang lay beside them, listening to the two bicker while suppressing a smile as she wrote.
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I hope this letter finds you well.
I never expected so many things to happen after coming down the mountain. After channeling the power of the Azure Nether Sword, I had an incredibly long dream.
The beautiful things I had once longed for appeared one by one within that dream, drifting around me like specks of firefly light.
I dreamed of my childhood, when I had saved a little bird whose wings had been pierced by a hawk while protecting its companion.
Before returning to the blue sky, it plucked out a down feather and placed it in my palm as thanks.
In the dream, I wanted to catch