Diaries usually contain hidden secrets. In March of this year, Wang Shu wrote in his diary: In March, when it is warm and then cold, the person who smiles in the wind like a warm sun is a special person.
When Wangshu looked through the window at the boy who did not belong to her, there was another boy looking in her direction.
"Chen Yuxun."
"Wangshu, I'm here."
"I heard it."
"Wangshu, you are my moon, mine alone."
Intention: Time will pass quickly, but the road to growth must be taken slowly.