The sun shone on the boy, making it look particularly warm. He was feeding food to the stray cats.
He just has an ice face but he is not cold at heart.
"You are not a shrimp in the river, and I am not a shrimp in the sea, so we can be together."
"Ye Caocao, you are not dim, you are my light."
Intention: Growing wildly like weeds
