HOLD, Ugly Duckling

In the morning of early autumn, the leaves made a crisp sound under the impact of rain, and the small pits on the ground made a tinkling sound. After the baptism of rain, everything became clean. With light steps, a white figure slowly broke into sight. Mid-sleeve puff sleeve sweater dress, blue leggings, small boots on her feet, fair skin, light pink face, unadorned beauty. Her waist-length brown curly hair slanted down, and she held two books in her hands. There was a trace of sadness between her eyebrows, but she was not reading a pink letter in the book. He exhaled and looked up at the sky helplessly. "Hey, Xiaoya, Xiaoya. Get up quickly...