Chapter 423: 611 chapters, September, the silent rain

611 chapters, September, the silent rain

611 chapters, September, the silent rain

September, the silent rain

It soaked my heavy heart

In many of my inexplicable dreams

Why do I always write words full of fantasy?

You say you are a beautiful book

But I cannot understand those of yours

Gentle and restrained content

In the imagination I think of

You are a cloud at the sky's edge

Drifting colorful clouds

I am the edge of the colorful clouds

A wisp of faint clear wind

In the boundless sky

I can only accompany you

A lonely journey

But I can never find that

Let us guard the mountain peak