Love is never wishful thinking, nor is it blindly giving.
In the same years as flowers,
Evenly matched, encouraging each other, and dependent on each other;
It is also a kind of youth.
Xiang Wan: "When did you start liking me?"
South Wind: "Just when you say, 'The south wind blows up, and it's slightly late'."
"Then when did you like me?"
Xiang Wan raised his head and looked at Nanfeng,
When exactly is it?
This should be the day you start to like me!
"Nanfeng, thank you for accompanying me throughout my youth, and thank you for not giving up on me in the darkness!"
Reader comments
The south wind blows up and turns slightly towards the evening
The first acquaintance between Nan Feng and Xiang Wan was filled with sweetness. I really like this kind of sweet and eloquent story. It is not ridiculous and is very warm in every aspect.
Worth a look, highly recommended! !!
"The south wind suddenly blows and it's slightly late"
The south wind blows up and turns slightly towards the evening The first acquaintance between Nan Feng and Xiang Wan was filled with sweetness. I really like this kind of sweet and eloquent story. It is not ridiculous and is very warm in every aspect. Worth a look, highly recommended! !!
"The south wind suddenly blows and it's slightly late"