The story begins on an extremely ordinary day, so cliché that it almost makes you lose your teeth. But the sun was particularly partial to him that day, illuminating half of his face impartially. His hair was fluffy, and his drooping eyelashes cast fine shadows on his cheeks. She stared at him blankly, like something sleeping, being gently awakened by the light.
But what happened next?
"Borrow me for a moment." She didn't come back to her senses until he spoke.
What happens next? A girl's thoughts are like poetry, but she will still choose her future and her feelings.
He said, "Thank you for being a light in my life."
She said, "Actually, you are the light in your own story."
Concept: "Everyone is the protagonist in your own life."