In memory of a boy I met at my grandma's house.
The young man was polite, distant, and draggy, like an evil flower on a high mountain.
But Ke Mian found out that this young man loves to shed tears, which is weird... But she likes it.
She thought she was holding back at every step, but in fact, before entering that door, his heart had moved.
2024.11.5 Copywriting
Purpose: World peace