That summer, sixteen-year-old Yun Xiyue met eighteen-year-old Ling Yu. People often say that "secret love is a person's chaos." I don't really believe this sentence, but it often lingers in my mind. Until I was sixteen years old, the person I had a crush on appeared. I would never know that he would become the little sun in my heart.
Intention: You will always be as bright in my memory as when I first met you