Song Zhiyao has known Xu Nanxi for 15 years. But no matter how many years later, he still clearly remembers the scene when he first met Xu Nanxi.
She wore a pair of ponytails, hid behind the adult, held the corners of her clothes, and shouted to him in a small voice, a little shy, "Hello, brother."
Spring had just begun in April of that year, and the weather was slightly cooler. The little devil, who had been fearless since childhood, blushed for the first time.
From then on, there was someone living in the little devil's heart, a little girl who had just moved in but whose sweet voice pierced his heart.
[The cutest little muddy × the most beautiful little toffee]
Intention: There are many beautiful things in the world, as long as we hide them deep inside