When Hua Ling was fifteen years old, she met a sparkling boy. Her eyes were always searching for his figure in the crowd involuntarily, but Hua Ling could only look at his back. She was unwilling to do so, she couldn't help but want to get closer, even to the sun, she was like the dust that could be seen everywhere.
Secret love is a person's chaos
In memory of my youth, the story of a secret admirer.
Purpose: Cherish everyone around you