Will You Come This Year

Beside the brick wall of the narrow lane of Yuegang, there is a kapok tree in full bloom. The red flames fell, and Huang Zhan saw the enthusiastic young man for the first time. "Ji Zhuo, I'm back to Yuegang." "Will you come this year?" Inside the conch that was finally sent, there was the young man's final confession. Unfortunately, only Ji Zhuo could hear it. / Short story be Intention: No if