Song Qingluo's smile is his signature. It's just that the smile doesn't reach the corners of his eyes, it's just on the surface. We have been classmates for three years, and I have never seen him blushing with anyone, and I have never seen him being intimate with anyone. He is as perfect as a finely crafted porcelain doll. Everyone says he is so good, so good inexplicably.
There are girls like Li Yu in every class in every school. Not smart or pretty, but hardworking enough, with good grades but not the best. It's so ordinary that it's easy to forget.
This article mainly tells the young love story between top students.
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