"Hey! Liang Youxi! Liang Youxi!"
The voice behind her was very urgent, but she didn't want to look back.
This girl has a very delicate face and long black hair that is no longer than her waist. A pair of eyes were bright, but filled with empty despair.
Her name is Liang Youxi, "The pear blossoms have fallen and the moon is over again."
This was the first time in ten years that she heard someone call her name like this.
"Youxi! Liang Youxi!"
Liang Youxi finally stopped and stood motionless. The black hair was blown by the wind, flying and circling.
The boy finally caught up with her and handed her the book in his hand.
On the cover of the book, "Xiao Xun Nao Zhi"! ?? Card Xuan class, Liang Youxi.
"Hey! Why are you ignoring people?"
The young man's face was filled with disbelief, and he stared straight at the girl with her head lowered in front of him.
"Hey! Why are you ignoring me! Liang Youxi!"
Ten years later, Lu Chengxia gently touched the photo on the bedside with his hands. The girl in the photo had a very awkward expression. Although his smile was stiff, there was a faint joy in his pupils.
"I miss you so much, Liang Youxi."