"Are all your joys, sorrows, and joys related to him?"
"Yes."
Li Wanyang, the aloof literary goddess known to everyone in the school, would humbly fall in love with Li Yuanfei, a poor student who seems to be good for nothing, which makes people confused.
"Have you never liked me at all?"
"No."
"You see the problem clearly."
"No."
Li Yuanfei thought of that cool night and the moonlight fell on her eyelashes. "Sister Yangyang, do you really care about me?"
Intention: Standing at the crossroads of youth, holding hands when we pass each other