The sun shone lazily on the high-spirited young man, it was so shining.
Chen Yihuan had tears in her eyes: "I don't regret meeting him at all. I even wanted to meet him earlier so that I could be by his side longer, longer."
Later, they disappeared into each other's world, but it seemed that they had never disappeared. The love that had never been declared in words was buried in that midsummer, the ever-warm midsummer.
That afternoon he came facing the light, and I couldn't hear the noisy play on the playground. The broken hair on her forehead would occasionally be slightly messy, and her clear eyes were shining. At his unintentional glance, the girl blushed...
Purpose: Adaptation of real events
