"Hey, classmate, what class are you in? Help me carry my things." Said a boy with a playful smile.
"You must be sick! I don't even know you, and you asked me to help you carry things. Why are you so shameless?"
"Do you know who I am? How dare you talk to me like that." The boy suddenly said angrily
"Ye, don't talk to a girl like that." The sun was shining on his face, and he was walking over with a smile on his face.
"Hello, my name is Hua Yuantian, he is Ye Qing, I'm sorry just now, he didn't mean any harm"...
Intention: The wind in June blows to you far away.