In an empty corridor at 5 a. M.
A sudden figure appeared
The sun has not yet risen at 5 o'clock in the morning, but the sun in his painting is bright and warm.
He looked up, but there was no sun in his world. The cold wind from the hospital blew on his face, biting the cold.
The cold wind suddenly blew
Finally her world welcomed her "bright and warm" sun
Intention: Because she has become my sun, I also want to be her sun