The chirping of cicadas in summer is always noisy, but it cannot wake up Xia Changhe who is pretending to sleep.
The cold wind unexpectedly blew over the eyebrows, "Dreams well?" The white fingers rested on the shoulders of the pretending sleeping person.
"You don't know I didn't..."
The two heads were next to each other. Ji Fengjin put his arms around his deskmate and pushed them back onto the table together.
"Dream with you for a while"
Intention: Believe that at a fork in the road, you will meet the person who will accompany you