Mr. Lao She wrote in "Camel Xiangzi": "There are not many truths in the human world, a girl's blush is worth more than a long speech."
And An Feng was going to act out that feeling of blushing.
"Imagine that you muster up your courage, find the boy you have a crush on, and give him a bottle full of folded paper cranes."
The dappled shadows of the trees cast on the grass, like an exquisite watercolor painting.
The sound of harmonica wafted from deep inside the campus, melodious and gentle, intertwining with the sounds of fluttering hearts, creating a touching youth symphony.
At this moment, the boy and girl meet in a corner of the campus.
"..." An Feng dumbly stared at Qi Hao.
"Why are you staring at me like that? I'm describing the scene for you. Close your eyes and experience it for yourself." Qi Hao coaxed gently.
"Pfft~" An Feng laughed: "Sorry, I really couldn't help it."
"What's so funny?" Qi Hao was completely confused.
