Rongcheng Theater, the best theatre in the country, has a strong quality of students, and they hold one by hand with a bare face.

Mu Chudi looked at the handsome men and beautiful women passing by, and could not help admiring them.

Blue stone path, lush forests, every step, evokes the memory of Mu Chudi's campus.

Is it true that only when you lose it will you cherish it?

If she can, she would like to go back to the past, nothing happened, she is still the naive self.

Xia Ranran didn't notice Mu Chudi's loss of consciousness. She saw many people coming and going. She pressed Mu Chudi's head...