C115 Thoughts and Search

It's getting dark. The night was quiet, and the sky seemed to be covered by a curtain of stars.

Under the beautiful moonlight, Gong Yichen seemed very lonely.

Gong Yichen walked alone on the street. The street lights had turned on at some point. The warm street lights shone on him, making him unable to raise his head to look at the lights.

He used his hand to block the lights