On a hot summer day, the cicadas chirp outside the window, bringing out the sweetness of the campus.
The story stretches far away, looking back.
The radiant light shines on Mengchen's face, rosy and gentle, floating in the air.
Looking back at the moon?? Hee hee, I didn't have time to look at it. Oh, wipe, wipe, wipe, wipe, wipe. Oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, early
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
