I stand in the melting snow of winter, holding my head high to your abundant spring.
The two met again a few years later...
In the evening, Xie Zhiyan was sitting on a bench in the park writing a paper, "Tsk, I'm out of gas."
Someone handed over a pen and said, "Use mine."
"Why are you here?"
"It's been a long time"
? Who asked you?
Guiding the affectionate young master (attack) x the sexy and sensitive designer (sufferer)
Intention: Study hard and make full use of your strengths
