Looking up, this was the first time he saw Lan Yue'er. With long hair and a white skirt, she stood by the car and looked at Fang Chengcheng quietly. Her hair was blown by the wind and looked as beautiful as a painting under the sunlight.
Many years later, Chi Wanzhou can still think of that sunny afternoon.
He regretted why he didn't have the courage to say hello to her that afternoon.
So much so that he had to put in a lot of effort to get into her.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
