She, Xu Xiaoyou, is a bit of a novice, a super crazy person, but she has a strong heart under her weak appearance, and she always smiles silly when she is dependent on others.
Until one day, hey, what is that warm thing in front of me? She stretched out her hand here, touched and pinched there, and then finally met a pair of light blue eyes.
Thus, a story as plain and gentle as scented tea began.
The newly opened pit: where the plum blossoms fall
Intention: