"Qing Huan," Min Shuqi said softly, "Memories will permeate the air, melt into the rain, and seep into the soil, right?"
Su Qinghuan smiled softly, turned around and asked, "How do you say it?" In the sky, the afterglow of the setting sun reflected in her eyes, bright and bright.
"Sometimes, even though it is the first time to go to a certain place, there is a feeling of déjà vu." Min Shuqi paused, looked at Su Qinghuan standing in the sun, and stepped forward to hold her hand, "I'm afraid this is someone's memory from long ago joking with us, right?"
"Yes. Maybe it's the memory of the person you care about most in your previous life."
A story about two girls, seventeen or eighteen-year-old children, innocent and passionate. Wherever they go, angels don't dare to come close.
Some people say that in this world, not only strong wine can be intoxicating, but a light drink can last a long time, and a simple drink can last a lifetime.
Let's wait and see.
Purpose: A story about two girls, dedicated to exploring the small beauty in life and gently healing every lonely soul. "I want you all to easily discover the little blessings in life."