When I took form, someone told me
"You are the body of Dian, and Dian is with you.
If the king dies, but the code still exists, the name of this code is: Code."
Blood-red dandelions are scattered all over the sky
The soft breeze blows by
Brown hair blows in the wind
I leaned on the stone chair with half-closed eyes, waiting for the baptism of life.
Among the dandelions, a dazzling golden figure appeared among them
He stretched out his little finger and said to me: From now on, I will come with you every year on this day. This place is remote and easy to get lost. It is better to have someone with you than none, isn't it?
I looked at him and forgot what to say for a moment. The warm liquid blurred my eyes. I cautiously stretched out my little finger and hooked him up. I was afraid that everything would be wiped out in the next moment. I gently curled the corner of my mouth: "Okay." He smiled. He smiled, and that smile is the most precious thing I have, the most precious treasure hidden deep in my heart that I cannot throw away.
The wind carries the fragrance of dust, and blood-red dandelions are scattered all over the sky.
His smile extinguished my lifelong pursuit
"You are the body of Dian, and Dian is with you.
If the king dies, the code will still exist. "