There are 56 days left until the ideal is realized.,A stretch of snow-white wrist, linked to slender hands, was exposed to the air. The arm, like a pink lotus root, was delicate and pure, without a single blemish.,"There are still thirty-five days left, come on, Le Yun, climb towards the peak of your ideals!" After correcting the date, Le Yun happily put down her pen, clenched her fist, her eyes full of confidence.。