After school in the afternoon, all the students were packing their bags to head home. Only Lin Ran was lying face down on her desk.
She felt dizzy. Her low blood sugar was acting up again.
"Jiang Sheng, a candy."
Ever since he was seven, Jiang Sheng had learned to carry candy in his pocket...
When you were little, you liked the candy in my pocket. When you grew up, you liked me, the one with candy in my pocket.
Theme: When you were little, you liked the candy in my pocket. When you grew up, you liked me, the one with candy in my pocket.
