A very slow and dramatic story.
Jiang Size × Luolan Xi
The poplar trees outside the building could not block the scorching sun, and only the mottled wall could tell that he had been standing outside the window for eighteen years through the shadow of the trees.
"I thought I had met spring, but I forgot that there was still a late spring cold."
The protagonist has a sharp mouth and a soft heart.
The author is a serious be lover.
Childhood sweethearts.
Glass candy.
Intention: True love exists in the world.
