My name is Rong Xun. I'm hurt today. I didn't care either. But it hurt too much, and the more I rubbed it, the more it hurt. Should I put on some lip balm? Forget it. I accidentally caught a glimpse of it, and I kept looking purple in the mirror. But I never look for a mirror or pay attention to myself. So, where did the mirror come from? How could I notice my own face? Oops, there's another face in the mirror. He's so good-looking... His songs seem to be better than those of celebrities. But I didn't touch that purple color. It seemed like he never existed, just a fantasy of mine. I did see him in the mirror, but when I turned around, he disappeared again.
Intention: I hope the people I love can reunite, even if the hope is slim.
