If love has no end, let me watch you all my life.
He sat down upright, and the notes of "Canon" jumped in his hands. In an instant, everything around him faded away, leaving only his bright eyes, slightly raised corners of his mouth, and his long white fingers, like the flow of water, creating circles of ripples. I looked at him in surprise, but it seemed to be expected. Wei Zihuan will definitely grow into an excellent man. As if I had glimpsed his secret, I looked at him and felt secretly happy.
It is a haggard worry, an inexplicable sadness before lifting the chopsticks, a drunkenness that cannot be drunk, and must be fought for even if one cannot drink.
I once again saw this arrogant and determined figure, Wei Zihuan, and I knew it was him. At this moment, I just want to put aside everything and hug him regardless. I'm afraid that he will leave my world.