You Are the Floating World, My Name Is Qinghuan

In Lin Yi's impression, the boy she likes is the kind of sunny and warm little brother next door. Around him, there is the vitality of early spring, the smell of plants, and the endless vast wind. But she never knew he could have such a depraved and decadent side. [Don't forget in writing] Black History Record QWQ [Holding Hands in the Story] The if line of dreaming (I won't write it anymore) Intent: Pleasure in the floating world