The fallen leaves fell, Jiang Xing gently picked them up, turned around and held the fallen leaves, facing Ling Liang's face, narrowed his right eye and gestured.
They were some distance away, and Hongye blocked half of his face. Ling Liang saw that Jiang Xing slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and his smile was shallow, but to Jiang Xing, it was very sweet.
The wind blew gently, and the boy's hair was ruffled by the wind. They looked at each other and smiled.
——The wind blows away the fallen leaves, and the gentleman's smile falls away from his heart.
Ling Liang (attack) x Jiang Xing (receive)
Intention: youth