"Hello? Is anyone here?" A clean voice carried the cool summer breeze.
Qian Xi turned her head and saw a boy with a cute smile at the door looking at him, "Are there any graduates here buying second-hand items?"
A white T-shirt, slightly white jeans, and a guitar on his back.
"Hello?" He tilted his head and his peach blossom eyes widened slightly.
"Ding!"
You may not believe it, but I seem to be in love.