Early summer is here, and the campus is especially quiet after school.
Lingying walked in the corridor, admiring the flowers, plants and trees on campus, all her worries had long been forgotten.
"Hey, wait a minute," a boy yelled.
Lingying was suddenly called back to her thoughts that were thousands of miles away.
"Huh? Is something wrong?" Lingying turned around.
"Here, is it yours?" Asked a handsome boy holding a notebook in his hand.
"Well, thank you," Lingying said excitedly. This notebook was the last item left by her father. Lingying lowered her head and looked at the notebook.
"It's okay, what's your name?"
"Mo Lingying, what about you?"
"Wu Yi" Wu Yi looked at the beautiful but sad girl in front of him and began to like her a little.