Before Jiang Xixia stood a man with a stalwart, resolute back.
"Senior... do you still remember me?"
At the unexpected question, Su Chen froze. His body locked up like a jammed gear.
Silence fell over the surroundings, broken only by the rustling shadows of the trees.
Perhaps an iron tree had bloomed: a tangled sense of guilt, growing wild, wound through Su Chen's heart like a bed of caltrops.
"Tomorrow morning, seven o'clock... morning exercises."
A warm, sunny little thermos with a tragic past and an innocent, bright personality (top) × a soft, adorable ice prince, stern and proper but deeply devoted (bottom)
Campus, teachers, happy ending
Theme: "When the flame of love appears, timid frost melts away."
