This article is adapted from the author's personal experience + pure sweet text (?) + Dual heroines. The cover shows Xu Qinghuan and I being secretly photographed by our classmates (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄). Stick around until the end and you will fall in love with this book. Through the two-finger-wide gap in the middle of the thirteenth bookshelf, she saw a pair of eyes.
Those eyes were like rain-soaked amber, glowing with an almost sad warm yellow luster under the dim lighting of the library. Xu Qinghuan's fingers hung three centimeters above the spine of the book, and she suddenly forgot which book she was going to pick up. An untimely thought came to her mind: How could someone in this world put confusion and determination in the same look at the same time?
