Lu Yao opened Lu Qingchuan's computer, and a forged primary school graduation photo of her suddenly appeared on the desktop. Except for the two of them in the photo, the faces and bodies of everyone else were a little misplaced, and the names didn't match up. Lu Yao wanted to laugh, but a line of tears fell from his eyes unconsciously. Lu Qingchuan opened his mouth to explain something as he pushed the door open. Lu Yao quickly wiped away his tears and waved his hands to leave, but Lu Qingchuan never sent her out as before.
Lu Yao looked at his back disappearing into the dark night and murmured: "I had been looking forward to becoming elementary school classmates with you for five years. Even if we did become classmates later, it was no longer the five years I expected."
Lu Qingchuan picked up a brand new photo at the home where Lu Yao moved. After brushing off the dust, a pair of cute and childish smiling faces were revealed. Only one person was scratched so hard that his appearance was indistinguishable. His name was "Lu Yao". Why did she never mention her elementary school classmates? Why doesn't she like taking pictures? Why had she never fully trusted herself?
Lu Qingchuan found that he seemed to have met a fake Lu Yao...
Purpose: It is better to raise your fist than endure it blindly