The graduation season is here in the blink of an eye. In the summer of June, the sky is blue and the clouds are light, and the air is fragrant. doesn’t seem to like girls very much.
Like that time when he was asked for his mobile phone number, he would rather open his eyes and tell nonsense than tell those who asked.
And now.
The hair on his forehead was a bit messy, the curvature of the corners of his lips showed an obvious good mood, and those beautiful eyes seemed to be covered with fine light.
Such a laugh, with a little teasing, like a little hook.
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