The crowd was bustling, and beyond the figures, she saw a tall figure, with a pair of deep but starry eyes facing her from a distance. After just one glance, her sight was blocked by the crowd. At this point, the girl's unspeakable thoughts began.
"Senior sister, your face is so red?"
"Senior, don't you feel hot?"
Concept: Butterflies cannot fly across the sea, but they can still fly in the rain