The Moonlight Has Dispersed and Our Love Has Ended

On the night of the power outage during self-study in the senior year of high school, Zhao Suihuan used a desk lamp to illuminate Cheng Linxia's math paper and lectured on it. In the halo, her eyelashes cast a trembling shadow on the cuffs of his school uniform. They hid on the balcony outside the classroom eating snacks, leaning together and watching the evening sunset, until the college entrance examination separated the two of them by more than a thousand kilometers...