The boy slowly walked up to the girl and hugged the girl gently and said: "It's okay... We are not feeling well now. I know you are not feeling well. We will get better if we take our time... Be good, A Zhao." The girl in his arms gradually stopped resisting after hearing the boy's words. The boy stroked the girl's head like a parent soothing a child. He said "Take your time..." While holding the girl, trying to give the girl a sense of security. The girl gradually calmed down and cried: "Yuanshan, I really hate myself like this. I should rot and stink. I should be rotten in my bones and rotten in my soul..."
"My Azhao should be a girl who belongs to the bright sunshine. Your world has just temporarily lost the sun. I will carry you out and slowly walk to the sun. If the sun is dazzling, I will prepare a parasol to prevent it from burning your eyes and burning your skin."
"My A Zhao, how could you rot? You are the rose that keeps growing in my eyes..."
Concept: Time may tell people a lot of things