I just want to tell a simple story about the laughter and tears of youth, and the sour pain.
Qinian is a very ordinary girl, not outstanding or beautiful, she just likes to make desserts.
She said she hopes to be happy for others to have the happiness she doesn't have, but that doesn't mean she can really be so kind.
Who among the girls at that time didn't have some little jealousies, little scheming, and little selfishness?
There are no bad children. They may be a little willful or selfish, but they are all good children.
Just not as scarred as she is.
If we meet, please cherish each other and we will never leave each other in this life.
The story, Anmi, Qinian, everything starts from the beginning.