It was Lu Shenming's way to indulge himself, but Wen Tong appeared on the way.
"Would you encounter fog on the path in the lost forest?"
Warmth is warm warmth
—Wen Tong, you are the fairy tale I have been dreaming of all my life.
—Classmate Xiaolu, hold my hand.
Looking up, at the end is the skylight shining down, that is our fairy tale.
Mission: I hope everyone can find their own fairy tale path
