That summer, the gardenias bloomed on the branches.
Jiang Mobai wanted to say something, but he couldn't form the words for a long time. The three words "I love you" were too ordinary. What he wanted for Yan Yuzhou was always the best.
That summer, the gardenias bloomed on the branches.
"Who said 'white porridge' has no taste? Savor it carefully! It clearly tastes of gardenia!"
Intention: Seriously love yourself, love him, and love the world