The pink puff is a gift in a handmade box, and it is the filter for liking you when the flowers are blooming that year... It is an inadvertent glance, it is not dodging after looking at each other, it is you walking towards me but I dare not continue to look at you, it is you walking by me and I nervously pull my friends around to gossip, it is my joyful jumping in place every time I meet and you leave, it is the anxiety of saying "Can you add WeChat" that I have rehearsed many times in my heart...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
