Maybe when we first met, the seeds of secret love began to sprout, and we had an inexplicable good feeling in our hearts. When we met again, after being nourished by the rain and sunshine, it broke through the soil, sprouted green buds, took root, grew, and took root. No matter the wind or rain, or the passage of time, it will unswervingly take root here and not move away. It has entered each other's hearts and cannot be grasped or touched. The transparent thread attracts each other and they are destined to meet. Even though the road is a bit difficult, I am always waiting for you to come. If you don't come, I will come to you. It's okay, I just want to fall in love or something, for the rest of my life, I wonder if that person is willing?
Intention: love, life