Suddenly, a white figure burst into view unexpectedly.
That young man, with his slender figure set off by his white shirt, looked like a scholar from a distance.
He broke into her innocent world so much. Sometimes just a glimpse or a back figure can haunt people, but these are like raindrops falling into the sea.
When Xue Chenchen came to his senses, he realized that the young man had already walked away.
There are some people you want to see but can never find them again.
He said: "I will mark the palm of your hand. If we are really destined to meet, I will tell you who I am."
Xue Chenchen nodded gently, but still didn't know how unforgettable the drawing he drew on her palm would be.