Long hair down to her waist, an ivory dress, and a casually plucked crape myrtle flower weave a precious dream of girlhood. He is a refined young gentleman, as warm as jade. His shadow stretches long beneath the sun... It slips into the girl's dream, yet he reaches out only to that spirited, passionate boy, asking for nothing in return. Unbeknownst to him, the girl's tousled dark hair has already found its way into the boy's heart. They are young and reckless, and can only savor a hint of sweetness in a lotus seed...
(′д` )... Ahem... The male lead can only have a secret happy ending. (The author's writing is simply splendid.) Since first grade, every one of my essays has scored above zero.
Theme: Don't be a doormat in love. ╭(╯^╰)╮
