In the early autumn of that year, I stepped on the ginkgo trees at the school gate and pulled my suitcase to a university in another city. I wanted to start a peaceful college life, but I didn't expect to meet you as soon as I entered the dormitory...
Jumping repeatedly between confirmation and entanglement. More than friends, not enough lovers. How can I make you understand my feelings? How can I get you...
Intention: Meeting is fate, meeting is love