That day as the sun set over the mountain, she stepped on a path of broken flowers and walked towards me.
What's your name? I asked her.
My name is... She tilted her head, and after a while, she replied, My name is Xinxin, Xinxin's Xin...
I seemed to have forgotten a lot, and in the end, the only thing that remained in my mind was the roses that were as red as fire from the flower shop on Sunday.
Just like what she said, the only thing that woke up in the end was that bunch of red.
Intention: love at first sight