"Night..."

in the long night, with a smile, you led the flower like a stranger's hand and walked out of the yard, "I'll take you to a place."

Hua Yuemo smiles and doesn't ask much questions. Let you clasp her hand in the long night, hold her hands with ten fingers, and feel the temperature of each other. It seems that the distance between the two hearts is a lot closer. The difficult things that were tangled in the heart disappear suddenly.

it's warm to drink water. Although they don't reach the point of drinking water now, the flowers still feel like strangers.

you put on a black felt hat...