The old Chen Ran was a good student, had a good personality, and was well liked. She was a typical “all-around good girl.” Her only shortcoming was that she was merely a “second-glance beauty.”
But the Chen Ran who came later was cool and aloof, transformed into a thorn-covered rose. She grew stronger through one round after another of mockery, ridicule, exclusion, and vicious rumors.
And every bit of that change was because of a boy named Wang Jialei.
That boy had the brightest smile in the world. One glance was all it took for Chen Ran to fall completely under his spell.
“Chen Ran, I made this little pinecone chicken for you.”
“Chen Ran, I want you to be the first person I write in my yearbook. Is that okay?”
“Chen Ran, you're my moon girl.”
Bathed in the warmth Wang Jialei radiated, Chen Ran tested the waters again and again, carefully edging closer to him. Just as she thought everything was about to bloom into something real, Wang Jialei suddenly disappeared from her world.
Years later, when Chen Ran's heart was on the verge of dying and Lu Yang had become part of her life, Wang Jialei unexpectedly barged back into it.
But now Wang Jialei was wild and unruly. He pressed Chen Ran hard against a corner and ravaged her lips and heart without restraint.
“You want to be my girlfriend? You got it!”
Would these two people, both covered in wounds, keep hurting each other, or warm one another through the long night? And what would Lu Yang, who was deeply in love with Chen Ran, choose to do?
As the years go by, time will eventually provide all the answers.
There are no clichés from other novels, and the author's writing is fresh and refined. The step-by-step sense of substitution is strong, the descriptions are also very specific and vivid, and the reversals are even more wonderful. The author's writing style is very good, and the characters are almost perfectly described. You can also look back on the green years in your spare time 👍 👍 Great
The author is really great!
Plot twist, hope everyone pays attention
Come on, finish writing slowly. Seeing the life in junior high and high school, I also recalled my youth. I feel that I can't go back to the beginning. I have no contact with the young people I used to be and have become just ordinary strangers.