In the alleys and marketplaces, beside the Flowing Water Bridge, there were fireworks and white porridge. She passed by the young man with an oil-paper umbrella. When the young man raised his head, he saw the drizzle beside the lotus pond. I wonder if it could make the girl look back and look at the young man.
Mild schizophrenia + unrequited love personality girl VS dirt-smelling little sun
Intention: pure love
