"Su Chaoyu, stop holding me back, I'm tired."
"Bai Zhi'an, I won't give up."
In the dream, you and I were running in the fields, facing the wind and outlining our shapes. The colorful clouds on the horizon were accompanied by the fragrance of the rice. I once thought that if our love lasted for a long time, how could we stay together day and night?
"Zhi'an, this year's rice will also be harvested.
Intention: A promise that will never be broken in this world