In the first semester of high school, Han Junsong had an accidental glance at a certain moment in the computer room.
You are a saving light in my lonely world.
Whenever you don't pay attention, maybe I will hide in a corner and secretly look at you for a long time.
Qiao Wanyu: "Ajun, look! The flowers are blooming again. Look back at me!"
The sun sets, the sun rises and sets, the dusk plan.
I prayed to God and told the only wish in my heart.
I will love you until death, you see! There are words in the flowers, there are words of "I love you".
You are the light, the eternal light in my heart.
Our story will never end, and it will last until the summer when we were sixteen or seventeen years old.
It's not just our subsequent love that is late.
We who once disappeared on the promised line are also escaping from this dark catastrophe.
I want you to choose love decisively on the line of agreement we once promised.
For the future, we must bravely pursue the love that belongs to us.
Intention: The light of salvation illuminates the heart of the people, admiring it until death.