[Bailey] Live for Ethan

The well-prepared agricultural festival choir finally arrived as scheduled.Among these programs, the choir acts as the finale. In my nervousness, I look forward to each verse.

Closer, closer, closer!

Maybe it was my nervousness that had spread to Ethan, and he patted my shoulder to comfort me.The strange thing is that this kind of soothing and simple action, conveyed by Ethan, made me feel strangely settled in an instant.

No matter what I face, as long as Ethan is by my side, I feel fearless, and this passionate emotion has always affected me.

The grand finale of the ceremony finally arrived in my intense anticipation.I was fortunate to be a partner with Ethan. During the chorus, I faced many eyes in the audience, and my heart trembled inexplicably, and my voice became a little unstable.

The title of the song is "Ode to Joy", but what permeates my body and mind is just that kind of indescribable depression.

At this time, a hand held mine, and the sweat in my palm was conveyed to the hand of the person who held it.

He shared my stress, it was Ethan's hand, it was warm.

After the tense chorus ended, it was free practice activities outside the venue.The big field pasture is reserved by our students.We sang and danced around the roaring fire, forming a circle, holding hands and circling.

That night, the moon was overshadowed by the grandness of the bonfire.I looked at those familiar or unfamiliar faces, and I clenched the hand beside me more and more.

That's great, my Ethan, the little boy I used to be, is now opening his lips that were once tightly closed, and curling up the arc of joy.

For a moment I am satisfied.

I still remember the teardrops dripping from the corners of Ethan's eyes under the blinding white light.Now, I have finally erased the traces of it.

After these dream-like chapters opened, Ethan and I finally graduated from the Agricultural University.Back to the farm where Ethan belonged, under the familiar dome and the high sky, I sniffed the familiar atmosphere, and against the light, I threw the old volleyball at Ethan.

With a smile on his lips, he was softly calling "Bailey"...

I live for Ethan, to make him happy, I am happy enough in this life.

Ethan, it's great to see you again!