"We may not be able to wait for this stop, so let's wait for the next stop."
They are still young and frivolous, and they don't know how to restrain themselves, but they always shine.
"Ci, youth will not wait for you, but it will not treat you badly either."
"Hold me and don't look back."
Midsummer always makes young people worry. . .
"Wait, let's go together."
Nothing is static. If we work together, there will always be twists and turns.
The birds chirping outside the window are crisp, the autumn wind is blowing, and the sky is so high. As summer passed and autumn came, a young boy's little thoughts lingered on him for half his life.
He has changed, he has really changed. The little kid who could only cry his nose has grown up and is more mature and stable than before. This is true.
He was gone and he was alone.
Alone, lonely.
No offense, no reception, triangle of pure love, just let your imagination run wild.
The innocent little Baihua (Zhou Yidan) × the hidden boss Bai Lianhua (Bai Ci) × the sinister and cold-hearted young master (Yan He)
Intention: Bai Dao, one word of thought, the words unite the thoughts of thousands of cranes