That day was the weekend, and Jing Shu went to see Hu Jiang to listen to him as usual.
As usual, I stayed until it was almost time to go to school and didn't leave.
This time he left was different from before. Jing Shu gently kissed Hu Jiangting's thin lips, as tenderly as a dragonfly touching water. On this day, Hu Jiangting lost his first kiss but also regained the dream he had four years ago.
Intention: love