This is a warm and uplifting story with a healthy outlook on life.
There is no black mud enough to fill the black hole of the universe, and there is no omnipresent malice in the universe.
This is just a group of young people who are as delicate and delicate as late autumn flowers, shy and ready to be picked up. They are in the pure white as crow feathers. The story of living happily (jiao) in the gathering place of Secondary 2·□□.
Of course, if you accidentally see some weird things, such as:
"Idiot, this isn't love, it's Stockholm."
"If you can't be a lover, then be a love rival."
"The one you love is not me at all! You have always loved me just as my weapon!"
"There will be a middle school boy who will love you for me."
"Ghost, can you not be sad?"
Something like that... It's you who are on the precipice, your eyes are dazzled! (Bright smile)
The girl passing by had purple flames swaying in her pupils, her face expressionless, "Your circle is really chaotic."
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It's been so long, but I still love you so much -3-