Xu Yan (attack) x Lin Baihe (receive)
The teenagers ran side by side amidst the chirping of cicadas and the turning of book pages. The throbbing of youth and the light of dreams quietly grew in the intertwined eyes.
"Xu Yan, what is your favorite flower?"
"Lily."
"Why."
Xu Yan looked into Lin Baihe's eyes and replied seriously:
"Because he's special."
Intention: Not to be bound, to be a free bird