For a long time, Wu Yan felt that the taste of having a crush on Lu Juan was like the three-point sugar oolong tea in the milk tea shop at the school gate. After the slight sweetness, it was faint and endlessly bitter.
A long time later, on a summer afternoon, Wu Zhuo was halfway through drinking the oolong tea in his hand, and when he was interrupted by his sudden kiss, he suddenly remembered that there was a word called "Hui Gan".
Concept: There are also good scenery on the forked roads
