The spring light outside the window is bright and dazzling, and I don't know how much pure and sincere love is buried in the quiet campus. Unfortunately, they don't understand that it was still too early at that time. No matter how delicate the feelings are in the passing years, they will eventually fade away. Secret love can support all the dreams of childhood, but it cannot withstand the meager reality of adulthood.
The fallen leaves finally return to their roots, but where should they go?
Please look forward to their return to roots!
Concept: Fallen leaves have their final destination, but what is your destination?