This cloud book is not this cloud book.
Yun Shu didn't care what others said about her like Yun Shu, and she didn't care even if others said bad things about her.
She didn't seem to care about anything.
However, Jin Zhou cares.
He would warn those people harshly, then turn around, touch her soft hair and say, "You are Yun Shu, not Yun Shu. Your sister is the center of attention in front of the camera, but you don't need it. In my eyes, you are a luminous body. You don't need to do anything to shine."
The young man's eyes were gentle and firm.
Yun Shu looked at Jin Zhou, her eyes filled with mist. She smiled and said, "Okay."
"There's one more thing." The young man leaned close to her ear, and the hot breath sprayed on her earlobe, making her ears slightly red.
"Yunshu, I love you."
Is it love or not liking? One word is worth thousands.
"Jin Zhou."
Yun Shu slowly held Jin Zhou's neck, his cheeks slightly red.
"I love you too."
A tear slipped down Yun Shu's cheek and dripped onto the boy's collarbone.
Those were tears shed for him.
The surrounding environment was dim, other tents had turned off their lights long ago, a bright moon hung in the sky, dotted with stars, Yun Shu lay on Jin Zhou's shoulder, and the wind blowing from elsewhere was delicately sweet.
Purpose: Youth should not be wasted