[ — "Do you think the light of fireflies is beautiful?"
—"No, I just think you look good next to me."]
A succulent fell in love with an unripe grape. Can he have feelings? Is he ignorant, or is he sour and sweet?
In this summer, the wind is hot, the chirping of cicadas is boring, and on the fence in front of the teaching building, the orange roses slowly bloom with smiles. At this moment, they have all graduated...
"An Ming" Qian Yuefeng shook her chair and looked at the paper on her desk.
"What's wrong?" An Ming turned his head and looked at the girl in front of him in confusion.
"I... Like you!"
"Ah...?"
There was a faint blush on both of their faces...
"I want to say, An Ming, I like you..." Qian Yuefeng repeated what he just said.
"So... Will you be my girlfriend?"
"Well..." She nodded, with a smile on her face.
The love between two girls is like two fireflies, emitting warm light to each other and warming their feelings...
Intention: Lily...