Rain Sun

On the day of the 7th-seven, Lin Sang came to Zhiyan's house to condole. In front of the mourning hall, Zhiyan lit the cigarette in his mouth with a match. One afternoon, Zhiyan's father hurried to school. All he saw was his father nodding his head in front of him. Zhiyan, who went home after his father, saw Zhan Chen at the school gate, with his father saying, "Why can't you just like girls?"

At seventeen, our body gets restless and our head gets hot. We try to feel ourselves; we influence ourselves, and we collide with ourselves.

Nosebleed, menstrual blood. Friendship, love, Lovership? Beautiful worries worrying youthfulness.