They are blooming, withering, and fading. Their twenty-year-old bodies were filled with the bodies of roses, which turned into the appearance of love after being touched by the shimmering light of the Sahara desert wind.
"One day I really meet the boy I love, and I will definitely take him home."
"Are you talking about me? This is the first time we have met."
"Don't you think that there are some people that you will know for a lifetime just by looking at them?"
Zhang Fan went crazy and picked up a pillow and threw it at Junxi: "Why are you here so early? Where have you been all those years? Why didn't you come back sooner!"
Water flowed down his face, and he wiped the tears from his face with trembling hands.
Junxi hugged Zhang Fan and patted his back gently: "I won't do it this time, and never again."
"Hey, you want Zhang Fan, and I want Jun Xi. Why don't we join forces?" Hua Rujin folded her arms and leaned against the wall.
Ye Chengwei walked slowly to Hua Rujin, leaned against the wall with one hand and looked at Hua Rujin: "What are you going to do?"
"Ye Chengwei, stop! I seem to have fallen in love with you."
"Just what I wanted"
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
