In the depth of winter, in the slowly falling snow, a touch of red suddenly appeared that belonged to you, attracting me and binding me
Of course, I must leave, leaving in order to return.
After eight years of wandering around, when I met you again, I was shocked to realize the seeds called love that were buried deep in my first glance.
Looking at you from a distance, it takes root and sprouts; close to you, it spreads wantonly.
Before the next reincarnation, I will try my best to devote all my happiness to you.
Conception: