"Little crybaby, what's wrong? Do you want me to comfort you?"
When they first met, Gu Jiu was sitting alone on a bench in the park crying. The eyes of the young man standing in front of him were bright and clear, without any impurities, just like the shining stars. He was out to relax but he saw a small figure twitching. When he saw her, he remembered... Gu Jiu was 6 years old that year, and he was 12. When we met again, the little crybaby had grown up, and the emotions he buried in his heart became stronger...
Intention: The world is mediocre and you are gentle in your eyes