See Ginkgo in Late Autumn

Yi Qiu's bangs cover not only her superior appearance, There is also the shallow scar at the corner of his eye left when his mother lost control. Song Zhaoxing smiled brightly and openly at everyone, But only he knows that it is just a mask that has been practiced a thousand times. Until that rainy day, when they met in an abandoned music classroom—— Yi Qiu bumped into the wet bruise next to the tear mole under Song Zhaoxing's eyes. Song Zhaoxing saw the scar under Yi Qiu's bangs that was exactly the same as his own. "Let's pretend we don't care about this world," Song Zhaoxing stretched out her little finger. "Until one day, maybe it will come true." Yi Qiu was silent for a long time, and for the first time he took the initiative to lift his forehead: "Okay." Two scarred souls, clumsily learning how to be each other's light.