At night, cicadas chirp, fallen leaves flutter in the wind, and starlight falls gently, lightly filling the girl's hair. She raised her eyes and looked at the slightly green boy. In that world enveloped by the tenderness of time, the eyes of the girl and the boy quietly met. The breeze blew by, as if gently plucking the strings of fate. At that moment, the sky was bright, and their backs gradually intertwined, opening the prelude to their own destiny.
Intention: Boys and girls accompany each other in time, heal each other, stay in youth forever, and grow up in beauty and setbacks.
