Shoulder to Shoulder with Dream

Many years later, I passed him by. Zhao Meng'er subconsciously stopped him, and also stopped the bond between the two, which could no longer be broken. When I walked by, your short hair wafted out with a nice scent. I followed the fragrance and turned my head to look at you, only to see the rising and falling tune, fading away like a rhythm. Under the lush shade of the trees, the sunlight shines on your buttocks through the gaps between the leaves, making it spotty and endless.​​​​