"I'm not missing summer, but I'm missing summer with you."
"Master Xu, what's the special meaning of your name?" Meng wanted to get closer to Xu Zhijiang, but Xu Zhijiang pushed him away.
Hearing this, Huaixia raised her head and caught Xu Zhijiang's gaze.
"I don't know." He returned calmly.
"It's boring." Meng Xiang shook his head, "What about you, Huaixia? I think your name has a profound meaning."
Huaixia paused for a moment, but before she could speak, Bo Tongwei said, "Didn't you mean to guess? Why are you still asking? I think Huaixia's name is very common. It looks like a combination of her parents' surnames." After saying this, she still crossed her arms and looked at Huaixia.
Huaixia smelled the unfriendly smell immediately.
Meng Xiang sensed something was wrong and said hurriedly: "How is that possible? Don't tell nonsense. The name Huaixia has a profound meaning."
"That's what you said." Bai Tongwei asked in a loud voice.
"I miss summer."
"Miss summer", Huaixia repeated in her heart.
How could it mean this? Which summer in her life is worth remembering?
There is no such thing now and there will never be one in the future.
Especially this summer when I was 16 years old, it was hot and painful.
Let her not dare to miss it.
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Without Xu Zhijiang, she would never agree with the meaning of "missing summer".
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At the age of 17, Huaixia ushered in a summer worth remembering.
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"Huai Xia, you will have countless summers worth remembering."
"As long as I'm here."
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