Today, it seems there is no theme. Fingers imprint a champagne-colored soul, messy yet real. You might not understand it, but at the moment you see it, you reach deep into the heart of champagne. Today, tranquility. Life in this world always resembles everything in the eyes of a high-speed camera, in slow motion. The sunlight was great at noon, and now it's starting to get a little overcast. Most people would find this afternoon so calm and bland. In what you think is my home, a song like [Champagne Color], [Wakin Chau].[Home] is played.