Fifth Quadrant

- Yang Zhiyi likes a niche singer. He doesn't know his name, age or appearance, but he has liked him for ten years just based on his voice. I thought that the only intersection in this life would be him singing and her listening. Until his birthday, he knocked on Yang Zhiyi's door. The suit he wore was ironed and ascetic as usual, but there was no trace of his tie. When their eyes met, he raised his hand, revealing the bow tied with a tie on his wrist. "I am the gift" "Either?" - You are my fifth quadrant, my heartbeat outside the coordinates. *Gentle Fishing Flower of the High Mountain x The little painter who always takes the bait *Old House on Fire series, age difference 9 years *Small cookies, besides being sweet, are still sweet *No prototype No prototype No prototype *Changed the copy, sorry Thanks for coming. Intention: The people you like will also come to you