Lu Liang frowned impatiently, without even raising his eyelids, and said angrily: "It's so early in the morning, why are you yelling? I'm getting a chicken blood injection!"
Fang Zhenghua leaned back cautiously and said tentatively, "Brother Lu, that girl who hasn't come here for a month is ranked fifth in our class."
Inadvertently looking at each other, two parallel lines intersected, and from then on the two of them chased the light together.
He Luo is Lu Liang's light, and Lu Liang is He Luo's umbrella. They are each other's salvation, and together they find their way home.
Intention: As young people, we always have all kinds of dreams, which focus on momentary wishful thinking, and beauty lies in chasing the light in a lifetime of dreams.