"Xu Ze, when will I be the first to fall in love with you?" The girl lowered her head and whispered with an aggrieved expression, "What? Li Xiang, please speak louder." The boy looked at the girl's blushing cheeks with a playful expression, as if he wanted to see through her. The breeze blew the boy's hair, which was heart-warming. The sun was just right, but the girl knew that he was just escaping...
Concept: Youth is a mixture of regret and joy.
