She had insomnia again. In the dark night, on the verge of collapse again and again, she tried to recognize her true heart. She had lost a lot in the past three years. Lu Jinran was nothing to you, Wei Qinghe, it was just a bond, wasn't it? As Xiao Zeng said, it was his own obsession.
"Anyone can talk, but he can't. He, how can he have the heart to talk? He still owes me not enough, he, he, how can he?"
Wei Qinghe burst into tears again and fell into endless memories.
Lu Jinran and Wei Qinghe met in Huazhou High School. In their first year of high school, they were youthful and full of energy, as if they were trying their best to live out an experience that was destined to be unforgettable.
Qinghe was not pretty, but her round little face and the way she would immediately turn red when she was shy were really endearing. What did not match her cute appearance was her strong heart. She was the class monitor from elementary school to junior high school, and her academic performance was pretty good until she was a freshman in high school. He also became the squad leader as he wished. The two of them had nothing in common at first, but Qinghe had a special ability to remember everyone in the class in one day. At first, he had no impression of Lu Jinran. He only knew that he had the only perfect score in mathematics when he entered school.
But this summer is scorching hot, filled with the enthusiasm that teenagers should have.
Concept: Contains the purest form of love, but also contains pain and bitterness