The scorching sun burns the heart, the dead trees come back to life, the wind whistles, the cicadas chirp for a long time, and the leaves persist.
Between light and shadow, there is flourishing love, youthful love, and unspeakable wilderness.
That rotten stormy night was like an endless poison, gently embracing me and then endlessly occupying the young man's limbs and bones. At this moment, you and I are alive and resonating with the same frequency.
Common people, good and bad people, ordinary alley life, full of smoke and fire.
Xu Shu
Purpose: to sew and mend for you
