They say data is cold, but you know what?


    Collection is the starlight in the late night, let me know that those repeated changes in the details, really someone put into the heart of the museum!


    Comments are hugs across the screen, a “look forward to the follow-up” can make me re-light the keyboard at four in the morning.


    Even the resonance of a single punctuation mark is the magic that turns this lonely creative journey into a two-way street.


    I''d like to share a secret with you: every time I see a new message alert, my fingers will first rub sweat on my pants.


    It''s like when I passed my workbook to my crush when I was a student, I was afraid that the other person would find out what was on my mind when I folded the corners, but I also longed for the apprehension of being read.


    If you spot this story on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.


    Every time you linger, it''s moonlight that refills the story.


    So to be greedy for once, I would like to request you dear one:


    If a certain phrase has ever struck you


    If a certain scene has reminded you of something


    If this story has accompanied you through a time


    Can you do two little things for me?


    Click on Favorites and let it become our common bookmark!


    Leave your mark in the comment section, even if it''s just an emoticon!


    Every interaction you have is a spell to make the words come alive from the hard disk.


    It''s almost dawn outside the window, and the coffee is long cold. But the thought that there might be you on the other end of the screen reading these words suddenly makes all the waiting feel warm. Thank you for being willing to listen to the ravings of a writer. See you in the story.