Shining with the Light, Living in the Trees and Being Shaded

This is a story about unexpected love. It originates from love and will surely lose to likes. Because of her and them, many stories have ignited hope. In the eyes of others, the annual rings of fate are just a seemingly superfluous move. But in my eyes, it is the measure of warmth in the pursuit of beauty. Do you remember that you love to pick up the things that are dyed by the sunset? Red kapok; have you ever remembered that apple that lingered for a long time on Christmas Eve and could not be given away? That seemingly humble love but revealed endless love. Because of her, in my spare time, I have a few more figures who pretend not to do the questions, and a few more actions that seem nonchalant but full of love. I work hard to be her light, warm others and illuminate myself. So much so that I later became a character in her life...