On the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the corner, pure petals were falling silently, and the gentle fragrance filled the entire campus.
In the third classroom on the second floor of the pilot building, two teenagers were leaning against the window, watching the returning birds and falling osmanthus flowers, sometimes smiling at each other. The birds returned to their nests, and the two teenagers held each other's hands and went home.
And this connection can never be let go for a lifetime.
Love to study and super principled attack x love song/saucy talk little prince
Warning for dirty talk, end of year
Purpose: I hope more people can accept txl