Backstreets and coffee create a scene of mountains and rivers.
"Zi Qi... Zi Qi... Zi Qi!"
"If there is an afterlife, I will definitely create a new chapter of high mountains and rivers with you."
Drunk, sweet wine, meet again with a heartbeat.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. I thought you were somewhere."
"Senior?! Why are you here?!"
Street frontage, medicinal soup, care.
For eight years, you were here and you were not blind.