Lin Youran looked through the thousands of stars at the boy standing in the center of the sparks. The eldest lady changed her usual arrogance and said, "Ning Nanche, I seem to like you a little, what about you?"
Ning Nanche looked at his simple house, turned away, and said with all his strength, "I don't like you."
Lin Youran left sadly, and Ning Nanche looked at her back as if she had had a dream, a beautiful and unreachable dream.
When he woke up from the dream, the girl with a smile as bright as a spring cherry never appeared in his life or his dream again.
Intention: Grow well