Two heroines
The affection hidden in the four-leaf clover in high school
The cicadas chirped in the midsummer of that year, and the young girls and their passion for struggle disappeared together with the hot summer wind into the gone midsummer.
Spoilers would be shameful, but so be it. I still want to make it clear that this article is not purely sweet, it has a knife. But trust me, it's normal and you can all accept it. Hee hee
Weibo @, the avatar is a butterfly
Purpose: Cherish time