The crowds are crowded and the world is mediocre. Fortunately, there are people walking with me on this journey.
Two girls, two lives, a two-way tender redemption.
They share the sunset and evening breeze, share frustration and fear, find tenderness in trivial daily life, and stay with each other through the long years.
Ordinary days flow slowly, there are no earth-shattering plots, only the company of day and night year after year.
Fireworks are ordinary, years are gentle, they are the most certain answer to each other's youth, and they are also the brightest light in ordinary life.
Intention: "You are spring and scenery ten thousand times, so I stop."