The Sycamore Tree Is Not Full

Chen Shi is the first in his grade and has outstanding looks, but he feels that he is not worthy of being liked by anyone. In September of his sophomore year in high school, the girl he had a crush on became someone else's girlfriend. He thought his youth was over—— Until someone put milk tea into his hand: "It's made from taro paste, I remembered it specially." Until there was an extra person opposite the library, and there was a little snowman on his umbrella. He still owed her an answer. The sycamore trees at the school gate are green and yellow. When the leaves fall again, on the streets of Nanjing, it's not just the leaves that should fall. This summer, everything is not over yet.