The night was already deep, yet the beach remained bright, the full moon illuminating most of the sands.
On the rocks.
Dylan sat there, surrounded by a pile of empty liquor bottles.
His purple hair, stiff against the sea breeze, fluttered with a touch of wildness and an unworldly allure.
He tilted his head, gazing at the moon.
He could almost see Gu Xiaomo's smiling face.
"Purple hair! Purple hair! Why are you so good-looking! Will you come find me when you grow up? Let's be together forever!"
"Purple hair! I've never seen such beautiful hair! Can you hide your hair? I don't want others to see it!"
"I don't want to be apart from you! So when you grow up, can you come find me!"
"Purple hair, what's your name? Why won't you tell me? If you don't tell me, I won't share mine either!"
"Purple hair, I'm going back to my country tomorrow. Come see me off! If you come, I'll tell you my name!"
Dylan shook his head vigorously, trying to rid the images from his mind.
