Wen Yuanzhou was only 13 years old when his grandmother brought him back to the old city. The first time he met Ji Xingxing was downstairs. On a rainy and sticky day, he jumped down from the second floor window, carrying broken glass shards and hit her on the shoulder without warning. She screamed in fright. The boy turned his head and glanced at her coldly, his forehead a bright red.
Dirty and fear were her only impressions of this land.
The second time they met, she was dragged into an alley by a bad boy and bullied. Ji Xingxing appeared like a beam of light. After he dealt with it, he forced her into a corner and proudly teased her: "Call me brother."
"No, you are ugly"
Ji Xingxing broke through the defense instantly.
The word "ugly" has completely become an unbridgeable gap between the two.
Since then, the two have maintained a tacit alienation until grandma's mahjong parlor opened, and this delicate balance was broken.
Secret love, redemption
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