Xinyi smiled at Yuan Qingyu, "Brother, your math book doesn't have a name written on it. Let me help you!"
She carefully wrote the words "Yuan Qingyu" on the corner of his book. She pouted, and Yuan Qingyu smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Why do my handwriting look like a primary school student compared to yours!!! Please teach me how to write your signature, brother."
The girl's calligraphy is clear, elegant and beautiful.
His handwriting was sharp and had his own unique style. He took her hand and wrote "Yuan Qingyu" in her hand.
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If Xin Yisheng was unfortunate, then indeed, the world before her was dark.
Yuan Qingyu was the man carrying the lantern. He walked into her world, illuminated her and gave her a bouquet of roses.
Intention: Everyone will encounter love