C907 Zhao wanting's request

Five years later, early winter.

T City's First Primary School.

Mu Ya walked out of the school with her classmates, and Zhong Yang who was waiting for her at the school entrance to return home waved his hands at her, and called out: "Mu Ya, I'm here."

Mu Ya, who had just turned eight this year, had already entered the third grade., who was two and a half years older than her