The beginning of Jie and Yuntu was so hasty, like fate.
Memories are like sticky and bloody sunsets. Jay once vowed never to look back, but the wall woven by self-exile and decadence over the past ten years was easily touched by the 19-year-old boy in front of him. "You took me out of the mire and showed me the mountains." "You are my boy and myself."
Intention: No matter how muddy it is around you, there will definitely be that boy who lights up the area around you and makes each other a god.