Xu Jing remembers the boy looking at her from the dim alleyway, backlit. He carried light into her heart. He smiled, his bright eyes looking into the camera without a trace of shyness, as if he were looking at her through the lens. She heard Fang Jiayan say, "The wind that blew past knows," and, "I really like her." He lowered his head and smiled softly. When he said those words, his eyes were so gentle they seemed to hold stars.
Theme: May everyone discover the little moments of warmth, and never underestimate how healing the small, everyday things can be. Sometimes, a single beautiful moment is all it takes to make us fall in love with the world again
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