The wind blew the boy's paper in front of her onto her shoes. She reached out to pick it up and turned the paper over. Juanxiu's handwriting on the paper was covered with a layer of golden light. The boy hurriedly ran to her from the front. He stood in front of her with a height difference that was too different from Songqin's. Half of his body was melted into the setting sun like Songqin. Half of his face was exposed to the setting sun, making him look quiet and mysterious.
"Thank you" sounded as clear and crisp as the sound of accidentally touching porcelain.
"I still don't know your name until now. What's your name? What class are you in?" Song Qin lowered his head and whispered in embarrassment. He heard Song Qin call out his name during the chat, but he didn't know what the girl next to him was called, which made him a little embarrassed.
"Singing the Qin"
"Ah? What's wrong?" The boy looked at her with confusion.
Songqin covered her mouth with her hands and smiled, her eyes curled up into crescents. "My name is Songqin. I am a member of the third class of Songsong and the sound of the piano."
The breeze blew through Song Qin's hair. He scratched his eyes and laughed, shouting Song Qin three times in a row. Song Qin standing next to him didn't know whether he was calling him or Song Qin.
Purpose: Growth, Healing