It was the first day of the second year of high school. Arts and sciences were divided into classes. Most of Class 17, the second year of high school, had not changed. There was a new transfer student. His name was Zhou Shanhe, and he lived up to his name. He was fair-skinned, with very long and slightly upward eyes. His eyes were like stars. He smiled lazily and casually, but when he lowered his eyes, he was very deceptive. He was three-quarters obedient and seven-quarters rebellious, but he was such a person. He was a road fool. Wu Chao, the leader's son, is naturally sunny and energetic.
The first time they met officially was on the morning of the second semester of high school. The sunshine that morning did not sting people's bodies. Instead, the wind with a fresh earthy smell blew through. Wu Chao looked for Zhou Shanhe in the huge school.
Wu Chao: My name is Wu Chao, Kou Tianwu, Shanhe Wanhao Chao. What about you, little classmate?
Zhou Shanhe: My name is Zhou Shanhe, Shanhe is safe and sound, and I am not young.
Wu Chao: It's quite a coincidence. As a young classmate, people from the older generation say that the names of people who are destined to be together can be linked together!
Zhou Shanhe: Yeah.
Since then, the mountains and rivers are safe, the fireworks are normal, and the world is safe. I wish you and me peace every year.
Intention: pure love
