The greenness of green plums and the sourness and sweetness of Wujiang, the love of youth is the hope of being reciprocated even just a little bit. I love you too, brother. It's not family affection or friendship, but love. It's your kindness to me again and again. It's infinite tolerance. It's a woman's love for a man. It's the blushes again and again and the speed of the heartbeat... Brother, don't leave me.
Concept: The greenness of green plums and the sweetness and sourness of black sauce