The first time Jiang Mingze saw Xu Anhuai again, he fell deeply into the gentle sea full of destination.
My summer garden is overgrown with weeds
Xu Anhuai, I have nothing but you, please promise me never to leave!
I don't know where spring will return, and I don't know where the road is.
That night the moon stretched their shadows so long that there was no end in sight...
Intention: growth