In Yi Qingying's heart, she was a stoic question writer, but when the faint scent of sage under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree reached the tip of her nose and reached the tip of her heart, Yi Qingying knew that she was wrong. What she got from her classmate for two years was "Classmate, can you help me get my clothes?" It turned out that he didn't even know my name.
When she graduated, Yi Qingying mustered up the courage to pick up her love letter and walk under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Among the flying flowers, the only thing that seemed to be left was "Will you be my girlfriend?" Unfortunately, he didn't say it to her.
"Lin Zhouyi, I seem to have fallen in love with you."
"Lin Zhouyi, it turns out you don't know my name yet. It's okay. I will try my best."
"Lin Zhouyi, I regret it."
"Lin Zhouyi, I love you, happy wedding"
Intention: Study hard and live toward the light