[The eccentric Su Nianyu x the cold-hearted Shen Xiaoming]
The floating moon, the words of desire.
On the grass in the distance, the breeze was blowing, and a person was sitting on the grass, quietly enjoying the coolness brought by the wind. There was still no change in the sky, but...
"Nianyu." A voice that was very familiar to her came from a distance, interrupting Su Nianyu's thoughts. She turned around suddenly and saw a person not far away. Su Nianyu raised her hand to cover the sunlight in front of her, wanting to see more clearly. Is it him?
Maybe...
Su Nianyu stood up and walked in his direction step by step.
