That afternoon, the sun was still shining on the branches, and the hot wind under the setting sun was still slowly floating in the air. Shu Chen raised his head and saw the young man standing on the podium with a slight breeze. The sunlight hit the side of his slightly lowered face, making him appear quiet and sensible.
He is not the sun, he is indeed better than the sun
Shu Chen×Jing Qiuqian
Intention: sudden inspiration