Zheng Yan opened the diary and considered it for a few seconds. There was only one word written in the text: moisturization.
At the same moment, Liu Ting, who was opposite the window, typed a word on the word: Zheng Yan, if it is water, it will steam up and become clouds, and it will float wherever it goes; it will become rain, and it will fall wherever it falls.
But this morning, Yun said: "I want to drift to the northwest desert."
Yu said: "Then I will fall in the desert."
The wind heard it: "I can help, but the desert will eat you."
Yun Yu disagrees.
After knowing each other for sixteen years, Zheng Yan looked like a new person.