## Who is it? Stealing my heart and hiding it, let me go slowly in the world of Northern Rose. I was anxiously pressed the shutter, for fear of missing any doubts, but still can't find the answer. Road meets a bride, whisper in my ear: the answer has been written in the wind, put down the shutter, face sniffing, it will relieve... (at Wat Ton Kwan Temple, BY: @)