C53 Sight from a previous life

Lin Chuyue caressed the little boy's face. That peaceful smile of his froze on the corner of his mouth. Facing the moonlight, a voice slowly flowed out, as if it was singing about the sorrows of this world as it spoke of the human world's warmth.

Her long hair fluttered in the wind. Under the moonlight, a girl in white, covered in dust, was quietly sitting beside the dead boy