Under the setting sun, every scratch is caused by scratches, every time: You big fool, don't fight anymore, I don't like you fighting, I will feel sorry for you. After thinking about it for a while, it seemed like this was the only thing I said. Staring at the sunset, thinking about every word I said. Every word pierced Xun's back and penetrated his heart. My heart is in panic and chaos
Concept: Xun and every ten-year story