Accompanied by the night rain and cool breeze, I waited silently with the shadows.
Visitors are messy in this cool breeze and night rain, and they dare not stay longer.
I dragged the shadow in a hurry, not daring to linger long, but hurried along the main road, as if the road would stretch endlessly to the end of the earth.
I once heard a story about a teacher who asked her student what she would say if she was two hours late and the student waited two hours in the snowstorm.
The student replied, "I want to see you." "yes, I want to see you because I know you're coming, so I'm willing to wait.
These four words "because it is worthy" can be very concrete, it can be that person, that name, that face, that moment, that heartbeat.
Because the figurative one is worth it, I'm willing to wait.
Standing in the cold and rainy night, what I felt was not the cold drizzle, but the joy and pink smile when we met.
It was a person chattering about the excitement of the adventures on the road, and it was the softness of her cold palms and pockets when she covered the heat with my body temperature.
The time that was originally waited for infinite magnification also seemed to come alive in this laughter.
Lights fell on this silent world like meteors, and street lamps lit up the stage like stars.
I am in the spotlight of this stage, with shadows hidden at my feet, standing upright in another world.
Maybe I'm the shadow there. We are all waiting for the same person, I am waiting for her, he is waiting for his shadow. We waited because it was worth it.
This is what I have been waiting for, what I have been looking forward to, and what I have loved in the world.
Because it's worth it, I've been there.