The autumn wind blows, the yellow leaves fall, and the weather gradually cools down, but the boy still likes to run to the ice sea as always.
He wore simple clothes and thin boots, but he seemed to be unaware of the cold and still ran lively. Just looking at the smile on his face seemed to warm his whole body.
The young man's hair was as black as ink and hung down slightly messily down to his waist. There were also a few shorter strands covering his eyes. He didn't care at all, but if it was really in the way, he would pluck it with his hands.
Maybe this kind of dress looks casual to others, but to him it looks free and easy. Born, the autumn water is the divine jade and the bones are.