To Hao Jiaqi, Cheng Xun is like a lotus by the lake.
When she first held Cheng Xun's hand, Hao Jiaqi didn't know if he did it deliberately.
The excitement continued until the afternoon. Jiaqi began to wonder if she had made a mistake.
"Is he going to lead me or beckon me to go that way, because there are so many people that I, a little girl, might not be able to get away from him?"
She didn't understand, but she knew this was the only chance to hold hands with him.
Even if the fingers are not intertwined, even if it is just her wishful thinking.
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