——Siyou. Siyou.
There is a trance-like sound, passing through a long time, and the music is full of youthful flavor. The final sound rises slightly, and the words are pronounced with a leisurely and lazy breath. Then, as if I was slightly drunk in midsummer, there was a chirping of cicadas, pouring down overwhelmingly. The sky and the earth are vast, the sky is clear, and the sky is frosty and pure. The slanted wings of the flying birds, auspicious light feathers hurriedly passed by.
Who is standing among the prosperous flowers and leaves in youth, flowing through the long river of time, smiling like a flower and unwilling to grow old?
Who is alone, with a straight back and a cold face, facing all the prosperity alone?
——Hey, let's go together?
The person who once stretched out his hand and was as bright and warm as the spring light in the sky has now moved through several longitudes and latitudes, and from now on the sky is far apart.
Imagine a long future filled with full moon, beautiful flowers and beautiful scenery. But, he's not in it.
--I love you.
——Never separate, okay?
"I didn't know that there would be so much time in the future. It would be long enough for me to fall in love with someone again, just like I fell in love with you in the first place."
Young people know no worries, their heads are full of apricot blossoms. Whose young people on the street are pursuing romance?