She clasped the fairy tale book tightly in her arms.
"Two beautiful colors clearly separate the sky"
The girl glanced at the beautiful sky
"There is a dividing line carved between the two skies"
She put the book aside and gazed up.
"Those are two different worlds."
In that fairy tale book
"It tells the story of humans and fairies fighting together for their hometown."
"Those are two different worlds."
The girl walks along the dividing line
The rain follows her steps
"The raindrops that look like her tears"
My fingertips slowly stroked the tiny lyrics, and a soft song was hummed in this quiet room. Everything in the past emerged in my mind like a kaleidoscope.
Those past scenes, those people who can never be seen again, those regretful scenes, and those things that can never be recovered, made the silver-haired girl burst into tears unconsciously.
The warm liquid slowly dripped from his face and onto the pages of the book, soaking and blurring the small pieces of writing.
Finally, she slowly closed the book and placed it on the table.
The silver-haired girl slowly walked to the large transparent floor-to-ceiling window. Fine snow was slowly falling outside the window. The night view of the city was still prosperous and beautiful. In the distant night sky, a few fireworks rose slowly and bloomed in the night sky.
Happy New Year, Lorain Hill.
Her fingers gently traced these words on the frosted glass, she softly narrated them to herself, then sat on the chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding the book, and slowly closed her eyes.
(End of this chapter)
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