A leaf blooms, a pursuit, a lifetime of lovesickness for one person.
After saying goodbye, I shed tears and threw the beans away, looking back three lifetimes ago...
In a remote southern country, there is a river running through it, which is called Senna. There are red beans growing on its bank, which later turned into human beings. Their nature is straightforward, and there is a young man who lives here for a long time. In order to commensurate with it, he named it - Hongyi.
Red beans, the language of lovesickness.
