"When you grow up, you want to be my bride. You have made your promise and you are not allowed to go back on it. This is the four-leaf clover I picked from my small garden. You must keep it and come to me with this when you grow up. I will definitely wait for you."
"Yes! When I grow up, I must be your bride, the most beautiful bride."
Two pairs of young little hands, held tightly, and two pairs of extremely clear eyes with a little sadness, telling a little bit of reluctance in the heart.
Twelve years later, Shengling College.
Shen Mengqian was wearing a shoulder bag cross-body and a peaked cap on her head. She raised her head slightly, squinted her eyes and stared at the four shining characters "Shengling Academy" and smiled.
Sheng Ling Academy, I'm here, Clover's promise, I'm here.
Ahead... Waiting for Shen Mengqian's story begins