Bloom of yours.
The sugar figurine had become overly sweet, and the dripping sugar re-solidified in the cold night air, distorting the little fox’s shape. Fireworks burst into the silent night sky, casting a rosy glow on Xue Rong’s blushing face. Unlike moonlight, fireworks are grand yet fleeting, dazzling like a fleeting dream of life; moonlight, though cool and distant, is long-lasting and transcendent. Moonlight embodies eternity, while fireworks capture the joy of the moment. Lost in conversation, he told her, "In my understanding, people can survive alone on an island-like world." Xue Rong shook her head firmly, denying it: "Impossible. From the moment a baby is born, they need to be welcomed and accepted to come into this world. Without that force, they would have no motivation to live." Amid th
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