Chen Die doesn't take anyone seriously, and she has always been like this.
Only Yang Ye.
"Hi classmate, I am Shen Die, Class 19, Grade 1."
"Do you still remember me? I am Shen Die, Class 19, Grade 1."
"Classmate Yang, I am Shen Die from Class 9, Grade 1, Shen from Shenyang, Die from Butterfly. I hope you can remember me." Shen Die looked at him seriously, with a calm expression.
Step by step,
Chen Die's love for Yang Ye is the stairs.
"Classmate Yang, can you stop being so indifferent to me?" Chen Die became a little anxious and grabbed Yang Ye's collar.
"Okay, what kind of enthusiasm do you want?" Yang couldn't help but smile, his shoulders shook, and he looked at Chen Die with unknown meaning.
Perhaps the best reward is that Shen Die's glance has come to fruition.
Intention: Bravely pursue love and persist in yourself.