As the end of the semester approached, my deskmate frequently skipped classes. Mu Qunyang couldn't help but ask, what happened?
Yan Yan shook his head, turned around and continued to sleep.
Ten years later, when old scores were brought up, Mu Qunyang was filled with resentment, "You just didn't want to pay attention to me at that time!"
Young Master Yan was speechless because he couldn't remember this at all. Maybe at that time I thought it was the voice in a dream, but in the dream, I must have told him gently, it's nothing, it's okay. After this period of time, the dust has settled, and we can continue to live an ordinary life.
Concept: sweet love