The letter turned yellow, it was three minutes into the evening.
The dust returns to the soul, so lonely and twilight.
"If you can hear my cry, your thoughts will be silent."
——Miss
You can reach the road far away and the horses are chaotic in the world, and the heart is pounding and thinking about it, and the moon is in the sky, thinking deeply, and it is deserted.
A girl loves to cherish spring, and has no fear of life. She boasts that her fingertips are firmly held, and she preferentially toughens the wild grass...
The sadness dissipates in the morning, the wind is sweet, the sighs are hasty, the taste of melancholy...
A female student steeped in poetry who smells like toffee × a male teacher who is as gentle as jade and smells like sea salt
-The male and female protagonists only got together after the female protagonist was in college. They were in a legitimate relationship.
Intention: love.