[You lose. ]
Shi Qiujin arched her eyebrows and teased the boy in front of her. She continued,
[You owe me a promise, um... I'll tell you when I think about it. ]
The boy obviously didn't care, he just glanced at her and said nothing.
…
That autumn, she and Xu Yi were sitting in the library. Suddenly she became interested,
[Xu Yi, Xu Yi, why don't you call me a wish? ]
The sun shone warmly on the two of them, her hair hung gently by her ears, and she asked softly.
This way I can make a wish to go to college with you.
Perhaps he thought she was talking to herself, but the boy ignored her.
Intention: youth