In a milk tea shop, Yu Qiusui met a boy. The milk tea was very sweet, so sweet that it made him sick.
The boy's face was in the sun, and his eyes looked at each other. Everything seemed quiet, even the sound of falling leaves echoed in his ears.
Hello, Yu Qiusui
Hello, Lu Ammon
Feeling like old friends at first sight, deja vu... Acquaintance
Like a spiritual encounter
Intention: for oneself