The Hidden Summer

The secret I kept hidden that summer was pierced through and through by a young girl's passionate, surging love. From then on, my pulse beat without pause for her name alone: Wei Zhengzhou. xxx A mischievous, spirited girl X a cool, taciturn male lead.

A memorable scene: He sat there quietly, gazing straight ahead, his eyes dark and inscrutable. The cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye was striking. Beads of sweat slid down his neck and into the opening of his collar, while his tempting Adam's apple radiated raw sensuality. Wei Yuyu stared fixedly at the abs that were just barely visible and couldn't help swallowing, her cheeks turning red and hot. He turned his head, their eyes met, and then…

Summer is a season of goodbyes, because even the wind carries waves of heat, leaving no time to grieve. Zhang Jiajia