Summer Night Sequence

Updating now [Daily updates may not be possible before 12 o'clock every night, please take care of me] Eighth-tier actor (Xu Weixu) × female photographer (Xia Mu) Soul Compatibility｜Professional Athletes｜Standing with you all the way Some people like the spring wind, no matter where it comes from or how it returns. It blows from thousands of miles away, over the mountains, across the river, through the gaps in the sycamore leaves, and lands on the windowsill of the studio. No shape or sound is needed, just that when the wind blows, you can feel it - oh, the wind blows there too. There is no need for the wind to meet, they are originally the same air flow. Just like there is no need to get close between souls, they are the same light. Some people like warm water in summer, not boiling, not biting, just the kind that is right in the mouth. Take a sip when you are thirsty, and leave it alone if you are not thirsty. Don't heat it when it's cold, because it tastes cold when it's cold. There is no need for scalding oaths, no need for cold temptations, all you need is that there is just water in the cup when the other person reaches out his hand. You are thousands of miles away and the water is still warm. What matches the water temperature is not the scale on the thermometer, but the two people's understanding of the word "just right" - you understand it, and I understand it too. Some people like the moon in autumn, which is not always round or bright. Sometimes it is half covered by clouds, sometimes only a curved arc remains. But regardless of roundness or lack thereof, it is there. There is no need for the promise of clouds and sunshine, no need for waiting for the full moon in the west tower, just when you look up in the middle of the night, you know that there is a light in the sky, which is lit for you. You are thousands of miles away, but the moonlight is still the same. When the moonlight shines on you, it also shines on me. There is no need for reflection or transmission, we are already in the same moonlight. Some like the snow in winter, falling silently, covering roofs, branches, streets, and shoulders of pedestrians. There is no need for people to clear the snow, no need for the melting sun, just after the snow stops, someone walks over on the crunching snow and leaves the first line of footprints on the snow. That line of footprints is not leading somewhere, but telling the other person that I have been here. You are thousands of miles away and the snow is the same. The footprints will be covered in fresh snow, but you know someone has walked there. There are footprints in your snow, and there are footprints in his. You have never seen each other's footprints, but you both know that each other has walked there. The wind is blowing in the city where you are, and the trees here are shaking too. The moon there is missing, and the night here is a little lighter. It's snowing where you are, and the ground here is white too. It's not because the wind will blow, the moon will shine, or the snow will drift. It's because we are under the same sky, looking in the same direction, waiting for the same timing. His name is Xu Weixu. I have been acting for many years, from an amateur on the talent show stage to an acting expert in the film and television industry, from being in the top 20 to being nominated for a film festival. His eyes are like a well, the water surface is flat, but there is an undercurrent below, and the name of the undercurrent is: indelible ambition. Her name is Xia Mu. I have been taking photos for many years, from "amateurs off the stage" to "there is light in the dark", from magazine planner to film director. Her lens is like a window. When the window is open, wind can come in, light can come in, and people can come in. Summer night is the opening, the prologue, you know that I am here, I know that you are here, thousands of miles away, the same wind, soaring upwards. That's enough. Intention: Thank you, my soul mate