"You don't accept my confession?" An Yimo raised his head stubbornly.
"I just said that I am very happy." Tan Zixuan said lightly.
"So?" An Yimo asked expectantly.
"... Stupid."
This is a story about reunion. In junior high school, she kept following in his footsteps, but never got a response. Later, she was tired, but she never wanted to be chased by him.