People with stories in their hearts

She looked at it and frowned. She quickly returned to the room and pulled the curtains.

"Bang Bang." Her heart was beating fast. She leaned against the glass door and looked up at the crystal Light on the ceiling.

She gently swayed the glass of red wine in her hand and brought it in front of her eyes. The warm yellow light fell on the bright red wine, reflecting a different kind of light.

"He's really a madman. " She said in a low voice, then turned around and saw the figure standing not far away. The surroundings were empty, with no cars passing by, and no people passing by.

His figure stood there with his head lowered. No one knew what he was thinking about. His figure seemed very lonely, as if he was waiting for something, but there was nothing.

She shook her head. Why did she have such a thought?

He walked towards the main hall and turned on the sound system. He was in high spirits.