One night during a graduation trip at the age of eighteen, the air conditioner in the hotel room was operating quietly. Lin Zhiyao was sunk in the soft bed, screaming at the sweet plot on the screen of his mobile phone. As soon as the voice fell, cousin Ke Ke, who was fighting fiercely in the Canyon of Kings, didn't even raise his head and just "tsk" in disgust.
In Lin Zhiyao's step-by-step, even slightly naive, eighteen years of life, the words "a young girl's love for spring" seemed to be insulated from her. But at this moment, the heroic courage of the protagonist in the plot was like a sudden gust of wind, ruffling the still water in her heart.
"I'm going to confess my love!" She sat up suddenly and announced.
Concept: The wind blows across the island, but the island is silent and stable.