Jiang Ying remembered that in the midsummer a few years ago, there was a clean and good-looking boy, and a girl with eyes like stars.
Seven years, seven years.
After seven years of midnight dreams, Jiang Ying remembered the clear smile of the girl sitting next to the runway, free from fireworks.
That was a flash of her youth.
This article is not a bloody plot, the story line is a bit long, and it is not a sweet story without Mary Sue. It is a story about youth, dreams, and love.
This is my first time writing, and I'm not very good at writing copy. I think the content of this novel is better than the copy, and I hope you can support me a lot.
Concept: youth, friendship, love