Ryoma is lying on his side, his face just facing Chiba, with a few strands of hair
Scattered down, bits and pieces covering Ryoma's closed hands.
Eyes, hair and eyelashes are intertwined, revealing a vague
Mystery. Shallow breaths hit Chiba's face, affecting
With the ups and downs of Qianye's heartbeat, the dry leaves turn red accidentally
Face.
Perhaps the sunlight was too dazzling, and Qianye was in a daze, thinking: I
You must become better so that you can continue to merge with Ryoma
shoulder
Purpose: I like watching Prince of Tennis