The two had a conflict and didn't talk to each other for a whole week.
It's the day of the winter school sports meeting.
Ling Jia was reading the cheering script as the announcer. Halfway through the reading, he found a blue post-it note on a piece of white paper. He took it out and took a look:
[Ling Jia, look up. ]
Wherever she looked, Zhou Yi, wearing a light gray sports suit, was sitting in the stands and tilted his head and smiled at her.
Not long after, he took out a mobile phone from his pocket and pointed the screen at her. A line of white words on it scrolled slowly——
"Ling Jia, I was wrong. Go to the attic tonight and I will play the guitar for you."
·The copy has been screenshotted
Intention: To make an independent tree
