As a silly young master, he met a warlord who was only good to himself. The eldest young master has been well-dressed and well-fed for twenty years, and he just wants to live a peaceful life. Who would have thought that he would come like a storm, but he would carefully integrate into his life. Okay—be nice to the young master, too much, and the eldest young master will like it.
"I like you." The eldest young master confessed quickly - "If you don't like me, I won't bother you! But I hope we can still be friends!"
"... Alas! Alas! Alas... Don't run away... I like you too."
"I fell in love very early. I knew it was you the first time I saw her."
A few years later:
"Going back to your country?"
"Don't reply... The way they look at us is a bit annoying."
"Then you're still sending your research findings back anonymously? Are you really not going back?"
"I... Want it to be different than it is now. And after all, it's our homeland. Of course I want it to be good."
"Okay, then I'd better write a letter to my parents and tell them."
"Yeah."
Many years later:
"It's the year 2000, a rare millennium. Britain... Has become legal, you know? But why are you not here? You clearly agreed to be blessed by everyone together?"
"Forget it, you are my baby... How can I bear to blame you?"
"Wait for me... My baby"
Do you still remember the warm sun in 1919? It melts the white snow in the cold winter and gives you you in March.
Recollected in 1919.
Concept: The weather may not necessarily be good in March, it's just a setting