The evening breeze in Miancheng was biting, but Sheng Chenghui's heart was always warm for Jiang Ciyan.
"My love is something I dare not make public," Jiang Ciyan said softly next to Sheng Chenghui's ear. The wind was very wild, but the young man was very brave.
"When did you fall in love with that school beauty?"
"The age of first love"
"Then..."
Before Sheng Chenghui finished speaking, Jiang Ciyan confessed: "It's you."
"I know~"
A boy who doesn't like girls, but who doesn't like what he looks like
Intention: Brave
