Xue Ran met someone when he was 15 years old, a tall and thin 17-year-old boy wearing a casual white shirt, with a mole on the bridge of his nose and a pair of light brown eyes. In Xue Ran's eyes, Chen Yi is good at playing games, popular, good at studying, and good-looking. Most importantly, he is gentle.
When Xue Ran was 16 years old, Chen Yi changed schools and returned to Beicheng without any news.
Xue Ran blamed him, hated him, and blamed him for leaving without saying goodbye. Even the words of breaking up were sent to her through text messages. I hate him because he never liked me.
It wasn't until four years later that Xue Ran went to a class reunion of several people, and everyone inexplicably began to recall the time when the two were together.
"What I envy Xue Ran the most is the fireworks feast that Chen Yi set off for her after three months of working. It was so beautiful..."
Everyone took a breath of air-conditioning
"The fireworks feast that made the whole S boil with excitement was set off by Chen Yi for Xue Ran."
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