During the day, I am the little sun that lights up everyone.
At night, I just want to be a succulent that no one cares about.
The wandering Weibo is like a tree hole, filled with fatigue that no one knows. Until one day, her thought of "wanting to become a tree" received an unprecedented like.
It comes from her back desk who is as silent as an NPC and enters the classroom every day - Xiang.
He picked up her secret.
And her world began to quietly become unbalanced.
Intention: Just write my fantasy story, maybe my story in another world.