"You know that I am your teacher, and I am also willing to be your life mentor." Xin Yu spoke with difficulty, and Mi Qing looked at him, waiting for his answer. "I'm 20 years older than you. You're just in your prime. You haven't seen the bigger world and met more and better people. How can you be sure? This is your reason for rejecting those little boys, and so am I." He looked at her, moved his fingers slightly, and wanted to hug her. He wanted to stop being sad, but he still couldn't.
Hu chuckled, "Are you going to use my theory to criticize me? As you said, I'm always sharp-tongued, and it's the same now." She stepped forward, stood on tiptoes, hugged his neck, and brought her nose close to his.
Concept: In those summers, we are all people with stories