At dusk, the golden afterglow pours out and the lake surface sparkles. The breeze blows gently, stirring the thread of fate. In the torrent of this world, the people who should meet will eventually meet sooner or later. The encounter between the protagonist and you is like the warm sunshine in spring, becoming the warmest surprise in the story.
In the corner of the years, the remaining lotuses stand quietly, listening to the sound of falling flowers, and the prosperity of the past quietly comes to an end. The crowd dispersed, things changed and people changed, leaving only endless thoughts and sorrow, flowing quietly in time. In this journey full of unknowns and emotions, what kind of story will they write?
Intention: Just take a look after eating
