Summer night.
The wind blew the leaves, and the chirping of cicadas came from a distance.
"Song Chu."
"Huh?"
"Sorry, I have a girl I like."
Song Chu froze on the spot. After a long time, she slowly raised her head, only to find that Zhou Wangsheng had left.
She looked at his leaving back, and the shadow of a young man appeared in her heart:
"Song Chu, can you be my girlfriend?"
"Sorry, I have no plans to fall in love at the moment."
"It's okay, I'll wait for you."
The setting sun that day reflected on the young man's shoulders, and Song Chu discovered that she seemed to have fallen in love with him.
"Liar, you said you would wait for me."
Intention: Two people who miss each other should not miss each other