The setting sun sheds its last light from the branches of the trees, accompanied by the ringing of school bells, and the sounds of laughter and slapstick in the campus, a unique joy for teenagers.
"Ah Qiao, I love you, forget-me-not." Song Qiao held the girl who was gradually losing warmth in her arms, shedding hot tears and responded softly: "Xiao Jing, I love you."
Intention: Love that will never be forgotten