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On this day, as the faint light filtered through the painted glass window and fell once again on Wu Xiao's face, she reached out and called for the cat by the fridge. The cat leaped lightly into its owner's arms - suddenly, she wanted to get married.
She wanted to step into the grave, to make an advance reservation for death.
Tang Qiu cannot marry herself, she is very clear about that.
So when Qiuqiu held her hand and gently said, "Isn't this good enough for us?" She couldn't help but make a sound of agreement. She reached out to cover Tang Qiu's lips, so close, separated by the back of her hand, and lightly kissed her goodbye.
It's impossible for oneself to just "hmm" through life so easily. Wu Xiao also likes Tang Qiu, how can he refuse? Tang Qiu gradually works hard to love her, overcoming the most cowardly and primitive instinct of self-love.
Feeling a bit short of breath, she pats MiMi's butt, and MiMi reluctantly moves. Wu Xiao then slides down from the edge of the upper bunk, not wanting to take the stairs.
On countless dark and windy nights, she has thought about jumping down, but she's only on the first floor.
"But you still have me, I've always been here. If you want to continue writing, then write. I have money now, we can go abroad. Whatever you want to see, wherever you want to go, we'll go."
"I want you to be happy, Wu Xiao."
Tang Qiu is very stubborn, with a tense expression on her face, as if afraid that the person in front of her would break away like a kite without a string, falling without care. Her tone is so firm, like a poem of determination."
"Take MiMi with you," said Wu Xiao, at least the most irresistible thing she said to her before closing the door.
Tang Qiu found it hard to understand. Even though she had endured step by step and had no way to retreat, she had never hoped to keep Xiaoxiao by herself, who was more elusive and unpredictable than a reflected image or a fleeting shadow. That's why she resorted to MiMi. But now, because of her inadvertent display of greed, even MiMi was implicated and driven out together.
It's really funny, Tang Qiu curled up with a MiMi tail, pretending to bite her finger like a cat, but didn't actually bite it. MiMi has a personality just like Xiaoxiao, it's not accurate to say she's following her—only that she's exactly the same.
The cat, she brought it home to make the moon happy. How come in the end, it got thrown out with her and still wants to bite her?
Tang Qiu wears a white T-shirt, black ripped jeans, and a pair of Martin boots, looking very cool and a bit rebellious. She has a beautiful mole at the corner of her lips. Like a still from a movie, she looks like an idol: leaning against the door, she starts to smoke a fragrant menthol cigarette.
Unlike most love stories, Tang Qiu never smokes in front of Wu Xiao, not because he dislikes it, but to help her forget the numbing effect of nicotine and smoke less.
Wu Xiao Smokes heavily, as if cigarettes were her lifesaving medicine.
"Do you really not know how much I love you."
If there could only be one person alive in this world, Tang Qiu would also hope it to be Wu Xiao, for no reason. Her mother is no longer here, and as for the man who has never appeared, she doesn't care at all. She only cares about Wu Xiao, as long as Xiaoxiao can live well—even if Wu Xiao has to hand over the knife and watch herself die.
She only knows that this life was also saved by Xiaoxiao from the edge of the cliff, and it should belong to Xiaoxiao.
Tang Qiu belongs to Wu Xiao.
"Tang Qiu, loyal to Wu Xiao." She seemed to be naturally destined to fall in love with a mysterious illusion, hiding unknown pain behind her moments of joy - at any time, she could lose the beloved moonlight.
She almost forgot that she was also a mortal. Just an ordinary one among the masses.
Wu Xiao really wanted to open the door to her heart and ask herself: Why are you so proud, so vulgar, and yet so aloof?
How dare she seek the meaning of life when her family doesn't have a mine to keep her occupied in the metaphysical world. Art doesn't care about fairness; only by surpassing predecessors can one achieve their own recognition.
Tang Qiu and Wu Xiao parted ways, acting as immature as children. They blocked each other on all contact methods and returned all gifts. Besides the strawberry cake, their shared memories were already pitifully few. Tang Qiu hung her head and said to her, "You don't need to drive me away, I'll leave on my own." Then, holding MiMi, she truly didn't look back.
When that figure walked away, Wu Xiao's heart was dull and painful, feeling like a not-so-sharp knife was torturing this somewhat unclear emotion. She had been lost in it, but now she is trying to embrace reason.
The two of them finally parted ways at a bar called Nightfall. The bar's decoration is beach-themed, allowing you to enjoy the summer night breeze while listening to the melancholic tune of "Cloudy Day."
Tang Qiu and Wu Xiao reserved a small private booth. Perhaps she was moved by the sweet taste of the premium rum, a drink deeply loved by sailors and pirates during the Age of Discovery. She didn't drink too much, but instead took out a can of Wangzai milk from her bag. The taste of flavored milk always has this deceptive sweetness.
"Tang Qiu, you can never hold my hand," Wu Xiao said, wearing a modified ink-wash cheongsam with a chiffon shawl draped elegantly over her arm. Under the colorful lights of the bar, she looked refreshing and eye-catching, as if she didn't belong. In fact, her numb and bewildered soul was well accepted by this hustle and bustle.
"I never thought about holding onto you. I just want to stay, as a shadow, or a breeze, just like before." Tang Qiu was very anxious, so anxious that she didn't even finish a sentence, not knowing how many times she had thought about it.
However, without a moment's hesitation, Wu Xiao sighed and said, "You should know that shadows and breezes are not like that."
She wanted to give herself to him, but was rejected. Wu Xiao walked away with a small bag, taking with him a pair of lost and bewildered eyes.
Love is super great and charming, she never denied that. But since love cannot be firmly grasped, Wu Xiao would rather not have it. She is not someone who cannot survive without love. Her ideals have always shone brightly from beginning to end.
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