The raindrops outside the window slowly connected into thin lines, hitting the window with a crisp and sweet sound, which made Wei Cong have to look back. Through the window, Wei Cong vaguely saw a figure outside the door, with eye-catching hair, leaning against the door and smoking.
"Catching you?" The door was gently pressed against by Yuan Weizhi, and Wei Cong was caught in the middle. He lowered his head and used his fingertips to wrap around the pendant on Yuan Weizhi's clothes. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and smiled at him.
"Teacher Yuan, the mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole is behind"...
Intention: Love is letting nature take its course engraved in life