Wen Xinhe × Ling An
Young girl × wanton boy
She is the grass that comes out at dawn, he is the wind that blows in the wilderness
Classmate Ling was the first person I liked in adolescence. I liked him very much.
It's a pity that God doesn't fulfill one's wishes. Fate always plays tricks on people. We still don't have the fate to be together. I'm sorry Ling An, I have to leave. You have to take care of yourself.
Purpose: Everyone in adolescence is important, cherish the people in front of you