The moment Nan Xing decided to re-study, some things may not be changed...
That summer, the cicadas kept chirping. We come with regrets and leave with dissatisfaction. We can never reconcile with ourselves.
It's a little emm... Secret love story, the kind that ends in vain hahaha
beliteratureyyds! !
I can only say that reality is very skinny.
Intention: There is no intention. The inspiration for creation comes from life. It is adapted from real stories. I just write whatever I have to do when I have nothing to do.