Feeling empty and exceptionally restless, Li Yuan walked aimlessly along the bleachers of the school's soccer field.
He was like a solitary traveler, alone beneath the moonlight.
Though it was already past nine at night, the green turf of the soccer field below was still dotted with couples and friends basking in the bright, silvery moonlight...
Li Yuan looked up at the starry sky, where a radiant moon hung high in the dark expanse, casting its shimmering glow upon the earth...
He couldn't help but remember a song he had dearly loved in his past life and unconsciously began to hum it.
> The old ballads twist around my fingertips,
> That unattainable beauty, forever itching at my heart...
> The white moonlight shines because you recall her goodness,
> That cinnabar mole, long since indelible, do you even know...
> The bright moon shines before the window, as you gaze alone into the distance,
> The white moonlight is youth, it is her smile...
