Continued Poem

That day, He Zhuang left his cell phone in the classroom. The afterglow shines through the window, onto the ground, and shines on the strange yet familiar girl. She is as beautiful as a painting, unreal at all. Much later, He Zhuang felt that opening the classroom door was the right thing he had done in his life. Because, from then on, he would find that this girl Shi Ting had too many secrets. Shi Ting Wanzi: I want to hit someone. He Ruang: If you want to act, I will accompany you to the end. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.