Copywriting:
This is a story about a beautiful boy who warms the youth of a girl.
"Hey, Zhao Ke, I'm at the corner downstairs in the library. Stop studying and come down quickly. I'm heartbroken."
When Zhao Ke came out of the door, he saw the boy in front of him holding a piece of ice cream high in his hand, with a big smile on his lips, and his brows were filled with extreme joy under the warm red sunset.
Zhao Ke sighed, this is not the look of lovelorn.