The last school bus dropped Fang Shiyu at the school gate, and the sunset gold splashed all over him.
Qing Mu turned around with the takeaway, and the wind blew the young man's hair wildly around his forehead - like a light that suddenly turned on in slow motion.
That second...
He heard his heartbeat derailed, but he didn't expect that this sudden glimpse would twist the two parallel lines into a knot; he didn't expect that the one who was tempted first would bleed first.
Mark: technical secondary school student
Intention:……