Between people, joy and sorrow.
are not shared.
Some rejoice madly for scoring 36.
Others feel lost over a score of 98.
And the person who scored 109 had already stood with hands behind his back.
Under the setting sun, Li Zheng arrived at the little garden bench they once snuggled on.
"I anticipated this moment, just didn't expect it to come so soon."
Li Zheng, with his back to Lin Yujing who was silently sighing over her test scores, grew taller in stature, his speech more ethereal.
"So-called arch-enemies for a game."
means just that my fate with you is to keep watching my retreating figure as it moves further away in this lifetime."
"You stand at this end of the path, watching me gradually disappear around the bend."
"Watching me silently tell you with my back:
"No need to chase."
Li Zheng had just finished speaking and was about to become sentimental when a knee came forward, forcibly sitting him down on the bench.
