Su Chaoyang, Su Chaoyang....The girl stands outside the door, calling his name over and over in her heart, as if the person she had known for over a decade, this very moment - had finally left a mark in her heart.
People always say, you only cherish what you have when you lose it.
Mu Xiangwan didn't understand before, but having experienced this incident, it finally clicked for her.
Luckily, the universe didn't let her experience loss before she learned understanding.
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Su Chaoyang woke up later that afternoon.
The autumn gradually thickens, the few phoenix trees outside the window reflecting the bright sunshine. Every leaf has been dyed golden by Autumn. The leaves falling and fluttering in the autumn breeze, embracing Mother Earth.
Autumn, traditionally a melancholic season, yet for Su Chaoyang, it is filled with poetic charm.
Because - the moment he woke up, he saw the girl sleeping by his bedside.
Everything before he fainted wasn't an illusion.
