During the rainy season, we are trapped under the same roof
I smell the fragrance of white jasmine flowers on your body.
That's poison, that's a trap
We met in the rainy season, we were trapped under the same roof
You and I walk
The happiness of meeting white jasmine flowers
The gentleness of the weaving seems to be a hotbed for me to sleep.
Who knows, smiles and greetings
Simply so that I could be a sacrifice to your plans.
After I woke up, I realized that the place around me was not a paradise.
Bloody and curious, sad and beautiful, and beautiful.
Main CP: Steel | Flame, those who don't like Uncle and Freud, or those who abuse their hearts should not enter.