If I could go back in time and see the spring flowers blooming in the peony garden, I would once again witness that two unknown girls became kings and gods who changed the world.
If at that time, in the long and boring afternoon, the petals were blown off by the drunken wind. Is there anything I would like to say to you? Hello, my king, my goddess, I come from the future, and I want to witness you becoming the most dazzling superstar of this era.
Or hello, my dear friend, I still have a bouquet of flowers from afar that I want to give to you.
Intention: I want, I get.
