Passer-By

It was an accident that I met Zhu Fu, who was in the science class on the same floor. Lin Zhiluo, who was sitting at the window, dropped the extracurricular reading material she was using to block the sun. She leaned forward, and Zhu Fu just picked it up and raised her head, and the two met each other's eyes. Lin Zieque has always hated her name. Later, someone told her to fly like a bird. So she started to like it. Changfeng thousands of miles across mountains and rivers Everyone who comes and goes is a passer-by Intention: Study hard.