The spring rain continued, and the girl stood under the rain, her hands hanging down feebly, but her pride did not allow her to cry. Suddenly an umbrella was raised above her head, and the sunny and handsome boy hugged her into his arms, "It doesn't matter the moon, I will protect your heart from now on." A line of tears slid down the girl's beautiful face
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
