Tong Tianyi stood in the corridor and looked down. There was a high-spirited young man standing downstairs. She was fascinated. As if sensing her gaze, he looked upward.
The moment their eyes met, an undercurrent surged in her heart.
Ji Xiangyang smiled lightly at her, took out the schoolbag pendant she gave him from his pocket, pointed at it and said, "I like it very much... And I also like you."
Intention: Born toward the sun