[True story + pure love + campus + no system and no rebirth]
The midsummer wind blows, and my heart flutters at a glance.
Young people like to be childish and straightforward, and their deliberately reckless and flamboyant behaviors are nothing more than the actions of young people to attract the girls they like.
The first encounter at the beginning of an off-site internship, various coincidences that followed, and the youthful ambiguity quietly fermented, writing a story of five years. The naughty and naive boy finally grew up with the white moonlight in his youthful heart!
"You know, I fell in love with you from the first moment I saw you!"
It started when we first met in midsummer, and we have been in love with each other year after year.
(Art comes from life. I want to record my own stories. My writing skills are terrible, but I also want to try to write our stories, but the results may not be satisfactory. Be prepared!)
