Su Xiaoxing has always been a superficial girl, and she knows it. I met a beautiful boy in the supermarket and silently called him little prince once I met him. She silently remembered the boy with crooked eyebrows who transferred to another school. Beauty is justice, she has always thought so. Until the little prince was under the same roof with her, something seemed different. There was always that boy with crooked eyebrows between her and the little prince, no matter when he liked the little prince or when he liked Su Xiaoxing. There is no girl who does not long for love. The younger she is at the age when she does not understand what love is, the more pure her love becomes.