"Yang Qiuyi, you are a big idiot." Shen Tong stood on tiptoes and whispered in his ear. Yang Qiuyi smiled, the sun shone on him, and she seemed to see him that year. At that time, he was wearing a white T-shirt and a black and white school uniform jacket in his hands. He walked out of the sunshine with a sense of youthfulness that never dissipated.
"What did you call me for, little fool?" Yang Qiuyi pinched Shen Tong's face. The summer wind blew slowly and was very hot.
"Hey, idiot, I don't want to miss you anymore"
"Little idiot... Let's be together"
Youth is really beautiful. The appearance of Yang Qiuyi shocked her not in junior high school, but in the third year of junior high school in the midsummer of that year...
Intention: Difficult to calm down