Copywriting:
In the library, Zhou Qing was wearing a white scarf, which made her already pink face look softer.
She was immersed in the densely packed key points in the book, unaware that the pair of loving eyes next to her were looking at her nakedly and without any cover-up, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved.
He quietly took the pen from her hand, took off the pen cap, and drew a cross-like figure on her hand.
Zhou Qing also noticed that he was mischievously drawing on the back of his hand. When he saw it was a cross, he asked in confusion, "Why a cross?" He raised his eyes, the light hit his shoulders and the bridge of his nose, his thin lips were slightly opened, he stretched out two fingers and flicked her forehead lightly and said, "Stupid, this is a star."
She understood, it was Xing Xing, it was Chen Xing, it was him.
She said, "Ah wake up, the locust flowers are blooming."
She only remembered that it was early summer, and the wind that day was filled with the youthful fragrance of locust flowers, which she would never forget in her life.
Concept: Love can transcend life and death