Chen Jing still remembered that on a hot summer day, a girl in dark clothes walked towards her. She was a stranger to her, but her heart beat uncontrollably. Then she heard the girl's deep magnetic voice, which made her heart palpitate and tremble.
"Classmate, what's your name?"
Chen Jing clearly remembered that she was half a head taller than her. When he looked at her, he looked condescending. There was a light brown mole under the raised eyelid. As the owner's slightly frowned eyebrows moved, Chen Jing could see her impatience.
"My name is Chen Jing, I'm clean." Chen Jing came back to his senses and answered her.
The man just nodded slightly and left without even saying thank you. Chen Jing was helpless. The girl next to her muttered
"Wu Jing, who is this person? He really has no quality?"
Chen Jing smiled at her and said nothing.
Intention: youth