The oaths made by teenagers in high school are often neither serious nor serious. Nan Hexu will always remember that someone swore for him and gave him a lotus that has always been unique, a lotus that belongs to him.
"Send you a lotus." Xia Shidu stared straight at Nan Hexu without blinking. The young man's gentle smile was like the breeze in early summer, gentle and not hot.
"Why did you give me lotus flowers?"
"Because I think he is destined to you. The flower language of lotus is loyalty, and this is what I want to say to you."
No one could have imagined that in the future, they would only focus on the present. Many years later, Nan Hexu thought of the scene again and felt that the young man's passionate eyes would never have the courage to fear the future.
Intention: Study hard