Is it true that on the day when we all see the aurora, happiness will favor us?
When you appeared in my world, I didn't have time to think too much, and then started a storm. Even if the storm was small, it would make my heart beat faster and my face be as hot as fire. ． ． ． And what kind of world have I brought to you? Do we really not understand the true meaning of love, so we are so confused?