Xu Qingnian, I will accompany you to cross the long river in the future.
In the midsummer of 2015, Jiang Le came to the unfamiliar Yancheng. She is free but has no sense of belonging. But what she never expected was that Xu Qingnian was her only light in this strange environment.
How could such a carefree little sun like her be so cold as his cold iceberg?
Well, I have to admit that it was common for her to be left speechless by the cold.
The first time I met Xu Qingnian was on the first day of high school. She was late, hurriedly read the class schedule, rushed into the classroom, and only realized at the end of the back-to-school day that she had gone to the wrong place?
"Jiang Le! You are in Class 3!!" Class 1 and Gate 3 are opposite each other. If he hadn't met Xiao Li Zhixi, Jiang Le wouldn't have known when he would have realized this little fool.
He rushed out of the classroom, closed the door, and turned his head, "Bang! Ahhhhhhhhh it hurts!"
Just in time to bump into someone who was about to come in. When he raised his head and met the young man's clear eyes, Jiang Le could vaguely smell the faint fragrance exuding from the whole body of the person in front of him. It was... The fragrance of camellia.
Intention: Xu Qingnian, let's move into the future together.