"Parted by distance, we share the same wind and rain; I gaze at the bright moon, and the moon gazes at you."
Another note had been added to the copy of *Stray Birds* in the library, but the person who truly understood its beauty had already departed. Liang Lu gazed with a touch of melancholy at the window seat in the reading area. The young man who used to bury himself in books there was gone; she had not seen him for four days, and she missed Qi Tongwei.
Just then, a beautiful figure stepped into her line of sight. It was Chen Yang. She stood by the seat where Qi Tongwei used to sit, lost in thought for a long time.
Chapter 93