If Summer Has Not Come Yet, How Can We Celebrate the Joy?

Yaocheng No. 4 Middle School, the place that shed heavy ink on my youth... I still remember the girl who always called me a fool, the boy who always called me a spy, and the little cuties who accompanied me in the end. . It's a pity that they are no longer available………… Because of the pain, I shed tears Because I care, I am sad Because it is rare, it is sad This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.