That year, a speeding bicycle almost hit him, and he pulled her close to his arms. He frowned and stared at her, his forehead was slightly sweaty, and he was breathing heavily...
That year, under the spotlight in the center of the stage, a girl was sitting and playing the pipa. She was wearing a plain cheongsam with gold thread embellishment, which was gentle yet tough...
That year, he was young and unruly, and it was as if Feng also made a sail for him, allowing him to be free. The result was no doubt that he must be the champion...
That year, he said: "I will protect you"
Concept: The breeze blows through the ignorant heart, beating the dusk under the setting sun.