That summer, the girl's heart quietly stirred, and the way the boy in white clothes and black hair raised his eyes or lowered his head was engraved in the girl's mind.
When we first met, Meng Hanxing was wearing black-rimmed glasses and her school uniform was pulled up to her chest. "What is a hardcore little princess? The kind that hurts when you hit someone?"
Because he was a transfer student and there was no time to change positions, Meng Hanxing naturally became Xu Jiaoyang's back seat. "Really? I've never seen you before either." Xu Jiaoyang smiled with crooked eyebrows. Meng Hanxing couldn't help but sigh as he looked at it: "We're only separated by a wall but we've never seen you before. I also think it's amazing."
"Meng Hanxing, what gift should you give your girlfriend for Christmas? A friend asked me, and I didn't even know how to tell him about the differences in concepts between men and women!"
"I don't know, I don't have a girlfriend."
"Tsk, how about giving money? I think giving money is very realistic."
"I think so too. The key is that the person has to be rich."
"Meng Hanxing, stop being sentimental." Xu Jiaoyang forced a smile and left without looking back. Xu Jiaoyang swore that this was the least sloppy thing she had done since she confirmed her feelings for Meng Hanxing.
"Fortunately, it's not too late. Fortunately, you didn't really choose to give up." Meng Hanxing smiled.
Intention: The beauty hidden in youth