How can the exclusive memory of youth be ordinary?
The blazing light poured in from the window, shone into the mottled light and shadow, and fell on her. Her green hair fell down like an elf. This was the first time Yi'an saw her.
The first time I saw him, the corners of his mouth were raised, with a slight smile, and his pair of peach blossom eyes were tender and affectionate, just like the spring breeze of thousands of miles. Li Shining thought to herself: This is probably what the gentle male lead in the novel looks like!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
