During the summer vacation of his freshman year of high school, Sheng Youning moved to live with his aunt. During this summer, he met a mixed-race boy.
The two of them were lying under the starry sky. Yan Mingyang pulled out a piece of grass bent by the wind, made a grass ring, and said to Sheng Youning, "Give me your hand."
Sheng Youning: "Huh?" He handed over his right hand.
Yan Mingyang looked at him with a smile: "Yeah."
He was very satisfied with his masterpiece.
Sheng Youning raised his right hand. On his ring finger, there was a grass ring.
Purpose: Personal growth, those beautiful encounters in life will bring guidance to your life