Maybe one day in the future, Xi Mian will be able to get the answer from time, but she will never let go of that summer. She compared Xia Lianchen to the breeze, but she never told Xia Lianchen that the gentle breeze and the scorching sun were the season of separation.
Purpose: I hope there will be no more bullying on campus. The feelings of youth are pure and fragile, please treat them kindly.