I'll think of you every step of the way. Jiang Zhou has been open-minded and open-minded since he was a child. Speaking of which, he only hides one secret in his heart - he likes a boy named Jiang Yanzhi. It's as absurd as a green ghost entering a temple. However, the flirtatious one didn't know it, and he was just chasing after the little girl diligently all day long to gain favor. At a party, Qin Xiang said loudly to everyone: "Brother Zhou, he is a master who will not wrong anyone if he is wronged." The client was nestled in the booth, and in his mind he unconsciously thought of the face whose smile was sweeter than bitter pineapple cake. Wrong. I just couldn't bear to wrong him. Ancient books say that plum blossom branches mixed with snow are held in your arms, which means that your heart will not be dusty. Love is too unreasonable. It plants beautiful roses in the garden but breaks the light bridge leading to it. It likes to create the heartbeat but likes to cut off expectations. The mountains and seas turned upside down until that day. The man said with a sweet face that he liked him, and the blink of an eye was like a star falling into a glass. The memories were busy overlapping and he couldn't stop it, allowing the scenes in front of him to slowly match up with those in his dream. That day, he hooked the boy's little finger by the broken glass window and whispered - "Jiang Yanzhi, do you know." "You are the epitome of romance in my eighteenth year."
Purpose: Record high school life