The heartbeat of youth is like weeds, growing wantonly.
Perhaps it was because the heartbeat of my youth was too pure that it was so unforgettable.
Yin Xiang thought that even after a long time, she would still feel as confused as before when she met Xu Jiajing again.
Secret love is always a silent dialogue, and she is the only one who knows that he was moonlight white during those difficult years.
(The person I have a crush on likes a boy. If you don't like it, don't complain. This article is just to commemorate my crush.)
Purpose: To commemorate one's youth