When she opened her eyes again, Yi Yuehan saw a pair of eyes.
Those eyes were so extremely beautiful, so beautiful that Yi Yuehan couldn't think of any words to describe such elegance.
At that moment, Yi Yuehan even had an illusion——
It was as if all the light in the world was condensed on that snowy white shadow.
White and moist.
Until that moment, that figure appeared at the door of the classroom.
That young man is so enchanting,
So enchanting.