When I was young, I couldn't tell what liking meant. I only knew how to get close to someone blindly.
After being apart for a long time, when we met again, memories came flooding back, but he was indifferent and indifferent, even disgusted with himself. Yu Xiaoxiao even wanted to leave the city for a time...
One day, Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the man next to her and secretly complained about what he was tugging on...
Intention: I hope we can all love it as openly as Xiao Xiao