Lin Shenjiannan

[Poor Girl × Proud Son of Heaven, BE Aesthetics Ceiling] She is like a stubborn wild rose, growing in barren soil, but stubbornly stretching towards the sun. She believed that as long as she ran fast enough, the wind would not be able to catch up with her poverty; as long as she stood high enough, the world would not be able to see her embarrassment.   And he is the gentlest gust of wind in spring. He comes from a wealthy family, has clear eyebrows, and even his smile has the right sense of proportion. He was the most dazzling presence on campus. He had seen her rubbing her red eyes while reciting words at four in the morning. He had also seen her stubbornly biting her lip and refusing to cry when no one was around.   Those undeclared feelings are like the chirping of cicadas in midsummer, hidden in every glance.   But youth is never just sweet frosting. Some stories are destined to become only bookmarks in memories.   Many years later, Lin Shu stood in the snow in a foreign country and let out a breath of white air. She suddenly remembered that the boy had said to her: "Look, our names are linked together, we are Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river continent. A fair lady, a gentleman is very brave." When Ju Nan was flipping through an old textbook, she found that there was still a small sun she had drawn casually on the edge of a certain page.   This is the most painful note about growing up: some flowers only bloom for one season; some people only accompany you for one journey.