The yellow sand flying all over the sky can't wipe away the pain, and the pouring spring rain can't keep the joy.
Tang Yu didn't know what pain was, let alone what happiness was. She only remembered the fist that fell on her body when she was 17 years old, the chalk dust stuffed in her mouth, and the boy who liked her.
When Chen Yu was 17 years old, he met a girl. She was good at everything but didn't love him.
After graduating from high school, they never met again. Chen Yu thought that he would slowly forget about it, but in the end, all the longing in his heart burst out with that encounter.
Chen Yu pressed Tang Yu against the wall, buried his head in her neck, and said in a muffled voice, "You think I don't know you love me. I have figured it out long ago."
Purpose: Active life