Ju An had that dream again.
In the dream, there are large golden rice fields. There is a big tree at the end of the rice field. Two girls in dresses are playing around the big tree. On the grass under the tree, a boy in a blue sweater is playing the guitar. The boy in a white shirt next to him is looking quietly into the distance. There is also a boy with lofty eyebrows who is looking at the girl who is smiling affectionately.
If I can become a part of you, I would like to be your tears: conceived from the heart, falling from the corners of the eyes, surviving across the face, touching the corners of the mouth and resting in peace - Nian Jin
I give my life to you——Shang Chen
Everyone has his own forest. Those who are lost are lost, and those who meet will meet again. - Bu Xi
If you are in my future, then I am not afraid of anything else - Single-Ear