Little one, I'm back.
The heartbeat of one's youth determines one's destiny in life.
The crystal ball in the maple forest is still beautiful and cold, but the heart that has been hypothermic for a long time is getting hot impatiently, and the wound is gradually healing. Wherever you passed by, the world began to wake up. I saw wild flowers growing wildly on the branches, white snow falling from the treetops, and plum blossoms blooming in full bloom.
My choice is still you.
Intention: The heartbeat of youth determines the destination of life