The early morning sunlight shines on the wooden floor through the curtains, and the air conditioning of the air conditioner keeps the midsummer heat out of the window as always. However, Qianxia didn't know that it was on such a lazy morning that the gears of fate began to turn... She met the person who occupied her entire childhood and left a deep mark on her heart. It wasn't until many years later that it turned into a faint scar and no longer hurt...
The pronoun that was synonymous with her childhood - Cheng Zifeng.