June seems to be a very short time. It has been almost two years since Lu Ye came to university. There is no sultry heat like Meng Xia in the university, only the endless boredom of depravity. Many years ago, Lu Ye also forgot how many years ago it was. She once liked a person, who was in a daze, hazy, could not see his figure, could not hear his voice, and even her memories of him were messy.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
