The girl Wen Yan came to a new city to go to school. Here, she met a group of good friends and the person who made her fall in love for the first time. A light mint-flavored floral fragrance always lingered around her, was it always? Was he always by his side? Is this called liking? Wen Yan couldn't tell whether she liked the guitar or him. Many years later, when she smelled this familiar smell again, Wen Yan finally knew what she had been pursuing.
The smell is really wonderful, it never turns yellow like in the photo, it just stubbornly seals the most real temperature and feeling of an afternoon
Concept: The bright moon decorates your windows, and you decorate other people's dreams.