In Qin Weizhou's eyes, Song Qingyi has always been that summer afternoon.
In the shadowy alley, a kind-hearted girl happened to pass by and offered him a helping hand.
He was in ragged clothes, and his face was covered with wounds from being beaten. She was the only one who handed him a pack of tissues and a bottle of water.
She smiled and her warmth like the sun made him remember her for many years.
They met again many years later on a blind date. She didn't remember him, but he always remembered her.
Marry first, love cookies later/The author's early imagination~
Intention: I wait for the flowers to bloom, and I wait for you to return
