那一年的路云朵,爱笑,璃远与她初识的那个夏天里,满满都是她和着蝉鸣的阵阵笑声。对于璃远这样的异国插班生来说,她这样的笑容简直比遇到老乡都暖心。他与所有人都不熟,却主动要求坐在云朵的身边,托腮看着她绾起碎碎的头发,写下娟 That year the road clouds, love to laugh, the glass far with the acquaintance that summer, full of her and cicadas bursts of laughter. For such a distant foreign students, such a smile she simply than met fellow are warmhearted. He was unfamiliar with all, but he volunteered to sit beside the clouds, holding her cheeks and looking at her broken hair,