Fireworks Gl

For Xia Yan, the smoke is the fireworks at night. Gorgeous, bright, and fleeting. "How I want to go back to that bustling summer." At that time, the college entrance examination had just ended, the clouds were light and the wind was clear. We looked at the sky, as if we could be anyone. * If possible, Sheng Yan would never return to Haishi. Because here is her old dream, old friend, Pygmalion carved by her own hands. The spark she ignited spreads across the prairie fire, but she has long been extinguished in the night. TIPS: ·Want to write some fireworks-like emotions ·It's probably another youth stomach medicine, but it's not greedy or gloomy. ·Inspired by Zeng Yike's "Elopement" ·The list will be updated every other day ·Updated at zero o'clock, the rest of the time is spent catching bugs ·This article has been updated since Chapter 18 on December 21st. Thank you for your support~ Intention: Be yourself.