That summer, Yao Chenxi was squatting in the yard crying for her grandmother who passed away suddenly. The footsteps not far away slowly moved toward her until they stopped in front of her. A can of soda was placed at her feet. The can of orange-flavored soda condensed a layer of frost. She suddenly looked up and the boy under the streetlight gradually disappeared from her sight. As everyone knows, he has broken into her world, not just Xia Tian.
Intention: Your future is promising