After Su Min posted to WeChat Moments during the New Year, Lin Yan sent a message:
"Xiaosu has become beautiful."
"Yeah, the little princess praised me, I'm flattered."
Su Min swore fiercely in front of Fang Xiaoran:
"I will definitely not like him again this time! Trust me!"
"Hmph, if I trust you again, I will be a pig."
"I'm serious this time!"
"I believe in you, I believe in you, I believe in you..."
N years later, at a big dinner party in the dormitory, Zhao Wen asked again what she had asked Su Shi in her senior year of high school:
"Do you still like him?"
Su Min nodded sadly as expected.
Oh, no wonder it hasn't rained recently, God is speechless...
The light of youth is unique, and every love is the dew that makes the light more dazzling. There is no eternal love, only eternal secret love. Maybe the secret love is not that person anymore, but the homework handed to me across the corridor when I was a teenager and the smiling lips when shouting "Come on" on the playground.
Concept: The light of youth is unique, and every love is the dew that makes the light more dazzling. There is no eternal love, only eternal secret love. Maybe the secret love is not that person anymore, but the homework handed to me across the corridor when I was a teenager and the smile on my lips when I shouted "Come on" on the playground.
