I met Luo Qianhui in the summer seven years ago. From then on, every step we took was filled with preciousness.
Insignificant little daily routines, floating and broken on the stagnant water of life. Because of you, I have a clear spring. When I admit that I can no longer leave you, I have tied myself to the oxygen around you.
Luo Qianhui, I want to walk slowly with you.
Concept: The story of Luo Qianhui and Lin Fanyu from high school to university