Deeply Warm for the Rest of My Life

In the library, he helped a junior student with a spirit of helping others. Later, the junior student turned into a highly respected senior. He can be said to be haunted every day and can be encountered wherever he goes. Yang Xixi painted as usual, and on the painting paper were hibiscus flowers in early summer. Shen Shijin walked over at this time and stood quietly behind him, his slender shadow reflected on the floor. Yang Xixi turned her body and asked with a sweet smile: "What do you think?" The look in his eyes revealed the look of him hurrying up and praising me. With a smile on her lips, Shen Shijin bent down and hugged her body, "There's something missing! "What's missing?" "Of course it's me who's missing" The tone was unquestionable.