Seeing Chen Yu Ying's smile, Lin Li felt his grievances vanish into thin air. Such is the charm of that smile.
As the poem "Fragment" says, you stand on the bridge to watch the scenery, while those who watch the scenery stand in the building to watch you.
Lin Li's smile, in the eyes of others, possesses an equally majestic charm.
For instance, after Wang Yuezhi heard it, not to mention dissipating like smoke, he felt like he was on the verge of a total existential crisis.
Damn it TAT, do you absolutely have to eat that damn little cake in the classroom…
"Why the long face?"
Chen Yu Ying's voice gently floated over.
Wang Yuezhi's heart skipped a beat. He turned his head to pretend to organize the backpack hanging on his chair, but in reality, he took the opportunity to glance at the two of them, then continued with his sulky face.
— Sure enough, she wasn't talking to me.
Although he didn't really hold any hope in his heart, Wang Yuezhi couldn't help thinking, what if.
