"Hello everyone, I am a new transfer student. My name is Wen Xuan." A soft and creepy voice came into everyone's ears, accompanied by the breeze and carrying a hint of sweetness.
Yan Nansheng, who was sleeping on the table, raised his head and glanced at the podium. Wen Xuan's sweet smile just fell into Yan Nansheng's eyes. A crack was quietly opened in Yan Nansheng's heart, and his heartbeat was as fierce as bamboo shoots growing in spring.
Many years later, Yan Nansheng touched Wen Xuan, who was sleeping on his lap, and whispered softly: Xuan Xuan, you know, the sunlight was so bright that year, and a glimpse of it lasted a lifetime.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
