That summer, wicker branches flew wildly in the wind, and roses embedded in blood grew wildly along the windows.
The breeze blows over the sea and the cicadas chirp in the clouds.
Gan Mumu was stunned when he saw the transfer student from the class, but later realized that it was really him.
Mu Qingye: "Why are you so short?" You look like a doll.
Gan Mumu: "..."
"You can't say anything nice!!!!"
Mu Qingye couldn't help but laugh when she saw Gan Mumu was so angry: "Yes, yes, little Mu'er is gentle and lovely, tall and graceful, and very intelligent."
Concept: Not all stories have happy endings