when fu huan saw chen wang again, it had been more than half a year since they last met.
it had been more than half a month since the start of the autumn term. fu huan looked at the person opposite him. he was wearing a white shirt, looking clean and tidy. the sun was bright, and when it fell on him, it seemed like thousands of rays of light were shining on him.
perhaps the light was blinding, he squinted his eyes slightly. fu huan's breathing became heavy.
"huanhuan, let's go." the students beside him urged.
fu huan pursed her lips and followed behind a few classmates. perhaps it was because she hadn't seen them for a long time, she felt a little reserved. she remembered that they used to have a good relationship, maybe after she entered the third year of high school, or maybe after chen wang went abroad to participate in the competition that year.
