Zhong Lan×Jiang Xiao
With their sensitivity and cowardice, they looked at each other from afar across their hearts and minds. They endured trivial pains and layers of shackles, confessed their hearts, and embraced each other with scars.
The tide turning towards the moon is the instinct carved in the deep sea; me walking towards you is the secret hidden in the summer night.
Intention: tide has a return date, love has its time
