"Maybe you like someone because the sun is shining brightly one afternoon, and he happens to be wearing a white shirt." Song Mushuang stopped reading here while holding the book in her hand, and glanced at him sitting behind her. What a coincidence, he was wearing a white shirt, and the setting sun shone on his face from the window, shining with a layer of golden rings. The school idol could indeed charm thousands of girls.
Intention: Youth