The bud of love is the origin of love. I can still find you in such a vast sea of people.
There are so many encounters and partings in this world. It seems that they are like the stars in the sky, twinkling with twilight and unable to be retained.
Possessing it temporarily is like a dream in the end.
(1V1, year on year, HE, development)
Concept: The bitterness and sweetness of a young man's growth