Eighteen-year-old Chi Yan, her cold and aloof eyes seemed to have no focus, her dark eyes were full of irritation, her black hair was hanging around her ears, lifeless, until she met him - Sheng Ciyan, with fair skin, beautiful face, red rope on her wrist, the most unforgettable thing for her was the two shallow dimples on his face, the moment she smiled, she seemed to have returned to that year...
Intention: Cherish