Eighteen-year-old Meng Jiayin stood on the playground platform with tears in her eyes. Snowflakes stopped on her eyelashes and her tears turned into frost. Suddenly, a pair of clean and slender hands brought a tissue to her eyes. She raised her head with a puzzled look on her face. He just said: She felt upset. For some reason, he felt a thorn in her heart. Unexpectedly, his kindness later made this dark thorn bloom.
Concept: Youth Campus: People are here forever, water flows forever, and this feeling never ends.