At noon in early summer, it was not very hot. Xia Yousi was riding a bicycle with a smile on his face. He rode through the shade of the trees and the sun shone on his face. He looked extremely delicate, especially the tear mole under his left eye, which made his whole face look even more perfect...
What does it feel like to like...
Don't know…
Then... Do you like me...
Intention: Reunion