When he was 7 years old, his parents put him in kindergarten and cried and screamed. She took out the only orange-flavored candy left for her by her parents from her pocket and handed it to him: "Stop crying, annoying."
From that day on, he had someone he wanted to get to know more deeply, and she had a follower he couldn't get rid of.
When he was 17 years old, he and she became roommates, and three years passed in the blink of an eye. Before the college entrance examination, he asked her, "Do you want us to go to the same university?" She said, OK.
When he was 27 years old, he held a large bouquet of roses and confessed affectionately: "Do you want to be with me?" She said, yes.
He didn't know when he started to be talkative and could still talk endlessly in the face of her being dull and cold.
She didn't know when she started neglecting her study plans to make time for him.
He and she both understood, so they didn't want to wait. I just want to meet the deep love that can grow old while I can still love deeply.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
