It's always been like writing a gentle and ordinary story. I'll throw out a chapter first. I'll write it slowly after I finish the high school entrance exam.
Mature and kind-hearted senior x intellectual brother
During the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River, Jiang Huai returned from the north to the south and set foot in Jiangnan University again. There was only a wall between them. He sang the songs he loved and planted flowers he loved.
"I will stand outside your courtyard and sing until you agree to marry me."
"I will sing with you until the garden is full of spring scenery. When the time comes, the flowers will be your betrothal and I will be your gift."
What is the meaning of love? I only lack your understanding in my whole life.
Intention: None