The sun was just right that day, and he was dressed in white and sitting next to his desk. The breeze came into the room through the half-open window and seemed to pass through his clothes, stirring up a layer of styrax that was unique to him. I stood in front of the case and looked at him condescendingly, and said arrogantly: "Shen Qingjue, it's still too late for you to regret and beg me." He looked up at me with a calm expression: "Xiaojin, it's still too late for you to regret now."
Shen Qingjue×Li Yuejin
Childhood sweethearts' two-way secret love
first person perspective
Intent: Two-way secret love
