Zhu Yan never thought that he would leave the place where he grew up in such an embarrassing state.
The young man didn't like words, so he just pulled her out of the quagmire again and again.
Then he muttered abruptly: "Silly dog!"
Jiang Mozhuo finally found her on the top floor of the teaching building.
The thin figure hid quietly in the corner.
Like an unwelcome kitten, it silently licks its wounds after being bullied.
She was so sad, even the tip of her nose felt sore with every step she took.
Zhu Yan only heard the creaking sound of the door opening, and then he was pulled out of his school uniform.
Facing the dancing wind on the rooftop, her messy hair blocked her sight.
The world in front of you is blurry and clear.
The boy's back kept dancing, growing wings crazily against the light.
"Jiang Mozhuo, why do you listen to me so much?"
"I like you."
Genius crazy painter × famous dubbing master
(growing)
Intention: Everything will be fine