"Hey, hello, let me meet you. My name is Wan Xinghe. What's your name?"
"My name is Xie Qiushui, young master. Your name is quite nice."
"Hehe, my mother got it for me."
The summer continues, the cicadas chirp constantly, and they get to know each other for the first time.
"Are you leaving?"
"Yes, my father said he would take me to Xingxiu City."
"Come back?"
"I don't know. Goodbye."
It was snowing heavily and they said goodbye.
But seven years later, they met again.
"Remember me?"
"Of course."
Intention: writing and playing