Introduction: An Tong had a bizarre dream, and accidentally embarked on the road of no return to pass the customs and return home. (The optimist is also afraid of Shou VS is as stable as an old dog and falls in love at first sight)
An Tong opened his eyes and saw a group of people coming towards him. They were dressed in antique red wedding clothes, and the hems of their clothes swayed violently as they moved. Even though the two groups of people were getting closer and closer, they still couldn't see their faces clearly. An Tong could no longer tell whether it was fog or something wrong with his vision. This group of people walked in two columns, completely occupying the already narrow alley. An Tong could only stop where he was and wait for them to pass by. There was a sudden swallowing sound in the quiet space. An Tong's face was pale at this time, and cold sweat dripped down his legs from his trousers to the ground, kicking up some dust. It turned out that as the distance shortened, the whisk in the hand of the person who came first and still couldn't see his face clearly swept across An Tong's arm. Cold, so cold, this was the only thought left in An Tong's mind at this time. Four people in the center of the team were carrying a red wedding sedan. The sudden wind lifted a corner of the sedan. At this time, An Tong couldn't tell whether there was anyone sitting inside, so he could only pray silently in his heart that the group of people would leave quickly. The person at the end of the team just passed An Tong...
Sui An originally thought that he would spend his life hastily in the dungeon. The appearance of An Tong broke the tranquility of his private world, and he never thought that he would resist the rules he discovered but acquiesced to for An Tong.
An Tong sees himself: timid, heartless, foolish and cheerful
An Tong in the eyes of his peers: Optimism and reassurance
An Tong in Sui An's eyes: The heart is always beating violently
Concept: Infinite flow, micro fear, group portrait