In memory of Lu Hexuan
The wind in March was still very cool, "Oh, you heard that there seems to be a transfer student here." "Really?" The girl tied her hair into a high ponytail and looked around uneasily with her almond-shaped eyes. Perhaps it was fate that he and Lu Hexuan were seated at the same table, and their story had just begun...
Intention: I want to see these mountains and flowing water for myself