Because I scolded someone who stepped on my best friend's toes, I became my best friend Bai Yueguang for 6 years.
"Tell me, can we meet again in high school?" Xue Sican was lying on the bed, holding his mobile phone in one hand and fiddling with the bracelet in his hand. The sun was shining through the window, and his dark brown hair was golden from the sun.
"Definitely." Xia Qinghan's cold voice came from the other end of the phone.
"You are always so confident." Xue Sican sat up, changed his hand and said, "But you predict so accurately every time."
"Idiot" Xia Qinghan whispered, her smile not diminishing
Intention: Don't be controlled by stereotypes, get rid of moral kidnapping, don't stereotype others, and moral kidnap others