First person/be
Speaking of Duan Heng, I can no longer remember his facial features.
All that remains in his memory are the hot summer, the dog-eared pages, the unopened soda, and the girl who left arm in arm with him.
If you fall in love with this huge gamble, those who are tempted will die.
I don't want the moon anymore, I want to be my own sun.
Weibo@ Yeah
Intention: Be your own sun
