Mo Nianchen drove around the entire Y City, circling it again and again. It was as if she had left her mark on everything that was familiar to her. She didn't know how long she drove before she stopped the car at the side.
He began his long walk, walking through every street that he had walked with her. He recalled her smiling expression, her sad expression, her disgusted expression, her angry expression, and many more…
However, every time he wanted to reach out to grab her, she would shatter like a bubble in front of his eyes…
Gradually, he stopped trying to touch this beautiful bubble. Such an illusion was reflected in front of his eyes. Even if it was a mirage, it could accompany him for a long time.
Recently, he would often go to the streets that they had walked on since they were young and feel the feeling of passing by her countless times…
Time flew by bit by bit. So this was the feeling of time passing by…
