The Embarrassing Days of Accidentally Wearing the Same Clothes as the Campus Prince

The first thing Jiang Jinyue did after returning home was to take out the yearbook in his school bag. 

After opening it, he carefully searched, page by page, full of expectations. But after turning the pages back and forth three full times, all of Jiang Jinyue’s expectations ultimately disappeared. 

That person didn’t leave a message.

Jiang Jinyue closed the yearbook and threw it on his table. Coincidentally, the spine of the yearbook landed facing him. 

Familiar handwriting was suddenly reflected in his eyes. “When came the time to part with melancholy, with the full moon soaking in the boundless river.” 

Jiang Jinyue immediately picked up the yearbook and carefully touched the dried writing with his fingers. Even if this person didn’t leave their name, he still knew who wrote it. 

Jiang Jinyue’s gaze floated across every character, with a total of fifty-two strokes. 

And then he kissed the writing with his lips.