After saving his Bai Yueguang with half my life, I took the initiative to leave, just wanting to fulfill them.
Cheng Yiran, he liked Rong Yao for three years, from his freshman year to his junior year.
On the first day of registration for new students, among the noisy crowd, the weather was as hot as a steamer hanging above.
Sweat flowed from his eyebrows into his eyes, and his clothes were wet against his back. Cheng Yiran wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood in the crowd and looked at the stage.
The moment Rong Yao stepped onto the stage, it was like a refreshing and clean wind blowing on his face. The people and scenery around him became transparent, and there were only the two of them left in the world.
His heartbeat was deafening, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, and his whole body was numb. For the first time in eighteen years of life, he knew what love was. From that day on, he began to pay attention to and pursue Rong Yao.
Soon, everyone in the school knew that Rong Yao had a fanatical suitor who had been pursuing him for three years.
Cheng Yiran
Intention: The person in front of you is the most rare thing