In the spring of the 25-year-old, Qingzhi fell in love.In the summer when I was twenty-five, Qingzhi got married.The object is her brother next door from the door to the door.My brother who has been in love with him for fifteen years.The bell rang for morning reading, and Fu Qingzhi slowly walked out of the classroom with her English textbooks.Several boys in the back row were already flying and flew past her with basketballs. They turned around and smiled and called her: Hello, Mr. Fu~