Summer is the most beautiful, and the cicadas chirp the most beautifully.
The summer was hot and dry, and Gu Xia Zhi was upset. She pulled her collar with her hands and fanned herself frantically until her hands were sore.
The popsicle on the other hand had melted, and the sweet and sticky liquid dripped down the popsicle stick onto Gu Xiazhi's hand drop by drop, which made her even more annoyed.
The boy next to him was like a thousand-year-old iceberg, as if he would never get tired or sweat. She threw the popsicle in her hand into the trash can and stuck it to it shamelessly.
"Hey, hello, new classmate."
"No, don't wipe your hands with my school uniform."
Purpose: Study hard and love life