Shen Wei had a cigarette in his mouth, and the ground was full of cigarette butts. He smoked one after another. As the sun set, the alley became darker and darker, leaving only the scarlet on his fingertips, which flickered on and off. The two stood quietly, no one spoke, the breeze blew An Yi's long hair, she felt a little cold, and turned to leave. Shen Wei stretched out his hand and held it, frowning slightly. "Can you please stop making trouble?" Staring at the back of An Yi's head, her hair was black and smooth. He felt that he was sick. Even the sight of her back could make him fascinated. He sneered and grinned. An Yi turned back to look at him, his eyes were black and white, reflecting Shen Wei's appearance. "I..." Before he could finish his words, An Yi turned around, took two steps forward, hugged Shen Wei's head and kissed him. Shen Wei was stunned and subconsciously put the hand holding the cigarette behind his back, fearing to burn An Yi. The breeze caressed their skin, bringing a subtle touch.
Concept: youth, redemption, love