When she was fifteen or sixteen years old, Jiang Rongyue met a young man. He was as bright as the sun and she dared not forget it.
It's a pity that the young man surnamed Jiang, who has gone round and round, still failed to keep Chen Shuo.
Is this called a secret love? Probably not. Everyone knows that Miss Jiang's liking is obvious. How could it be called a secret love? What's more, even though she has cried and laughed and been ambiguous, why is Jiang Rongyue's love still so sour?
Song Yu hugged her, Yao Yun touched her, and even Bancun High School classmate Zhong Shaoyu took her to drink to try to put her down.
"How can I let it go? If it wasn't so regretful, I wouldn't have liked it for so long..." Jiang Rongyue looked at the bubbles of wheat sparkling water in front of her.
"But he can let it go."
Intention: Youthful Regret
