——You are the arsonist of my heart
She first met him when she was 13 years old, midsummer was about to end.
A handsome boy sighed and looked helplessly at the girl who was squatting in the corner crying. He extended his hand to her and said softly, "Good boy, stop crying. I'll give this to you and I'll take you home, okay?"
Perhaps at that young and ignorant age, he and she remained in each other's memories.
Five years later, it was destined that he and she would meet again at the age of 17.
He blocked her in the corner, with a smile on his face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Classmate, have we met somewhere?"
The fire in my heart that is already burning can no longer be extinguished
Concept: Beautiful love