Midsummer is here and gardenias are blooming
The teenagers of that year were more high-spirited than ever before. They were wanton and frivolous, shouting and telling the world that they were in heaven and on earth, that the rules were written by them, and that the world was dominated by them.
They walked side by side on the path of No. 7 Hutong, and the photo they took accidentally became an indispensable souvenir in their lives.
It's a pity that it rained too much when I was eighteen
When my vision, which was soaked by the rain, becomes clear again
They have been separated for five years
When they met again, everything had changed except for his hot heart that was still beating for him.
Your eyes are the prologue to the story
Your name is the beginning and end of fate
The arrogant and well-behaved young master Zhang is attacked by a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside
Concept: Freedom is not just for teenagers
