After a long time, Yan Siyu understood that if her love for the other party could be compared to a passionate river, surging and surging, but causing floods from time to time.
Fang Qinuo's love is probably the gurgling water, calm and soothing, but nourishing all things, all year round. From the moment of its existence, it has always been running in the direction of the river, tirelessly.
Completed.
It's a short story about childhood sweethearts.
Intention: Don't be dumb in love