If youth is a blank piece of paper in Shiyang's life, then high school is undoubtedly the most brilliant color on that blank piece of paper. Family, friendship, and love are so unforgettable.
The wind in June is separation, and the axis of time is always so teasing.
Hello, I...
Hello, I... Hi...
Hey, I... Like... Like...
Hey, I... Like... You.
It's obviously the simplest words, but it's hard for people to say them, just because it's you.
This article has a crush on Xiang. Start writing from daily life in high school...
We can't escape the secret love thing when we grow up...