C1788 Hold on Tight

At night.

Zheng Duoyang and Su Xueyuan strolled in front of their high school gates. They held each other's hands tightly and placed all their feelings in each other's hands.

"Right, I thought of something!" Su Xueyuan suddenly stopped and turned around. She looked at Zheng Duoyang.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Duoyang rubbed his nose and revealed a faint smile