The withered yellow leaves bear the end of boyhood, and the autumn wind blows the girl's heartstrings. Graduated, Su Huai. . . . Will we see each other again? Will I no longer be able to look at you secretly every day?
Mu Xi: You were a ray of sunshine in my youth and amazed me throughout my boyhood.
Mu Xi: "I like you Su Huai, I have for a long, long time."
Concept: Youthful crush