The gust of wind cut through the forest leaves, whirling one or two slightly yellowed leaves towards the bright window, slowly and eccentrically hovering over the young man's messy hair, and the leaves fell in the hair.
The teacher on the podium wearing glasses as thick as the bottom of a glass bottle was talking about proof questions at the top of his voice. The boy was sleeping soundly. The next second, a murderous chalk tail rushed towards him and hit his head perfectly.
The young man raised his hand to touch his forehead. The sun shone through the clouds, and faint spots swept over his face. He suddenly opened his eyes, took off the leaves stuck in his hair, put them in the palm of Ye Zhiyu's hand, and slightly curved the corners of his lips.
With a joking tone: "Here you go, my first love letter."
Purpose: Campus crush article