When they first met, he said to her: "Ms. Lin, it's no trouble."
She stared into those distant eyes and answered obediently: "Okay...".
Later, there was a trend in the studio that whenever she went out, people outside would ask in a strange way: "Are you going to have some friendship with that Mr. Jiang again that allows the two of you to eat alone?"
She answered very sincerely: "No, there is no friendship between us."
Mr. Jiang: "I heard that we have no friendship?"
Lin Yimu: "·······" Is it possible?
At the age of 28, she lost her beloved brother, who broke into her life with enthusiasm.
"Ms. Lin's hand is a little cold." He wrapped the person's hand in his palm and said.
"Mr. Jiang's hands are not very warm either."
That's just right, we keep each other warm.
Jiang Yueyuan has an unknown email address. He has sent emails to the same email address every month since he was fifteen years old. Although he never received a response, he never stopped.
Later, the email ended with: Today, I want to marry you! The end.
"I heard that you have a crush since you were 15 years old." Lin Yimu pinched a man's chin with his hand and asked fiercely.
"I just want to thank her. I don't even know if she is a boy or a girl. How can I have a secret love?" Someone said helplessly.
"Oh, that means, if she is a woman, you have a crush on her?"
"········" Is a strong word.
Finally, he looked at the signature on the back of his portrait, which overlapped with the letter left ten years ago, and realized that the person had found him a long time ago.
Intention: Only by accepting farewell can we move forward better.
