Lu Huai x Gu Wei
Qingzhou is slow. So slow that the cicadas chirp hoarsely, so slowly that the sweet-scented osmanthus turns into honey.
He was too lazy to listen to the noise of Qiuwei, and he was too lazy to care about the frost and snow in Chang'an.
Until the half piece of jade in his sleeve was hot from the body temperature.
Gu Wei stood up for the first time, patted the medicine dust on his clothes, and stepped out of the threshold.
——Go and pick up the lost young man home.
Intention: Depend on each other and survive the adversity in silence