"I don't know, it's just, so good that I don't even know how to describe it... Anyway, Uncle, look, the world is so vast... The night sky is so high, so dark... The brightest spot, is that crescent moon..."
Uncle, open the window, and you can see the moon. Now, it's in my eyes... Uncle, do you see it?"
Li Yanchen, who was already lying under the covers, directly threw off the blanket and got out of bed, walking towards the window.
He pulled open the curtains, and his brows and eyes were filled with endless tenderness.
He looked up, gazing at the crescent moon the little girl was talking about, as if... through that crescent moon, he could see her eyes.
So transparent, so bright.
The world is so vast, the night sky is so high, so dark... but the brightest spot is not that crescent moon, it's you.
My little girl.
He softly said to the other side of the video: "I see it."
