The autumn wind blew, the young man's hair was gently blown up, and the roses in the corner of the teaching building bloomed quietly. The two young men embraced each other when the roses were in full bloom, and made a promise, "I will have you here every autumn in the future."
Chen Feng raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him, "I'm very lucky. I met someone who has eyes for me and everything for me."
"With you, it's the best season."
Intention: Like, love