# Repair #
He seemed to smell the fragrance of the wind while sitting on the grass.
All stories ended and started again the moment he opened his eyes.
The wind carried the sound of a broken accordion.
A girl wearing a red cotton skirt and red shoes is laughing and dancing.
Laughter came from the wind and gradually faded away.
The sounds that were closer or farther away were hard to hear clearly, only the sound of the accordion kept going on stubbornly and clumsily.
He turned his head and looked into a pair of clean eyes.
Very clean eyes that seem to be able to hold mountains and seas.
At this moment, there was only him in her smiling eyes.
——People come and go, the world is noisy, you and I cannot escape the fate of loving and being loved.
——Stay on March 25, 2020
Concept: A story about love and redemption.