No matter how sober and restrained a girl is, she can't resist the clear and shallow eyes that the boy she likes casts at her, either far or near, under the warm sun in winter, in the shade of green trees in summer, outside the cold unit door, or in the empty playground.
And Shen Ziwang always felt that no matter how far he walked, as long as he turned around, he would see Ji Yu not far away, tucking his soft hair behind his ears, calm and calm, smiling at him.