Jiang Feiru dug out the secretly filmed video in high school.
It was a comfortable and quiet afternoon. Scattered light raindrops fell on the treetops, and the wind blew the white gauze curtains, making them silky and elegant.
The boy I had a crush on was wearing a blue and white school uniform and was spinning a water-based pen leisurely.
When I was a student, I was young and beautiful.
But if she was asked to go back to the past, she wouldn't be happy.
Heavy academic pressure, difficult living conditions, and troublesome interpersonal relationships followed one after another...
"Reverse the situation!"
"The score in the three science and comprehensive subjects is less than 100, and her brain feels like she has lost her memory. What is she burning about?"
The young man looked at the age ranking list and held his forehead speechlessly.
One day, the small note written in the self-study class will become the gentle breath in the ear, and the sentence "see you tomorrow" after school will become a good morning kiss.
You, who I have a crush on, will sleep next to me, and we can both get what we want.
Intention: There is beauty like jade in the book.
