Looking back on her hopeless youth, during Meng Wanyue's most chaotic days, she met a beam of light that belonged to her. That tall, cold-looking young man in a white school uniform filled her entire youth. She was very grateful to him. His name was Zhang Chenguang. She often said that he was the light that appeared in her life, soft and charming, and came in the morning.
Intention: Everything in youth is beautiful. I hope everyone can have a wonderful past with the joy of youth and remember it forever.