In the year of repeating her studies, Xu Anrou did not expect to see Ning Rang again. They had not seen each other since the end of the high school entrance examination.
Until the day there was a power outage in the classroom. The wind blowing in through the cracks in the window makes people sleepy, and the only trace of light left in the sky prevents the darkness from falling.
A paper airplane followed the wind and hit Xu Anrou's desk.
Xu Anrou looked through the window.
Ning Rang stood under the sycamore tree and said silently: "Come down.
The copywriting will definitely be changed. I compared the tentative title with the story and decided on it tentatively.
Intention: Come on
