Begging for Luck

Summer is warm and flamboyant. But when Zhou Qi stood under the sycamore tree for the seventh time and looked at the lonely and thin figure, a chill swept through his body, and he still couldn't suppress his heartache. He just wants to save his lover, he doesn't know what's wrong, he doesn't know why it's so difficult. "Hello, my name is Zhou Qi, the one who prays." All encounters are destined, and Shen Xing thought this was the first time the two met. But what she didn't know was that Zhou Qi had already run towards her countless times. For her, the first encounter was always the reunion of Zhou Qi after a long absence. Repeatedly, failed again and again. She is his obsession that he cannot let go of, and he is her eternal salvation. "Shen Xing, can you wait for me? Wait until I come back to find you." Shen Xing said word by word, "Zhou Qi, do you know? I don't want you to come to me at all, and I don't want to see you at all." The girl's tone was firm, but her eyes were red. "Do you think it's salvation? In fact, it's just an abyss. You can't save me at all." She said the most hurtful words in her life at the last moment of her life. Zhou Qi hugged her and agreed on the surface, but in fact he opened a new door to time and space. "My name is Zhou Qi, and the prayer I pray for is also the prayer I pray for luck." He said the word "for luck" deliberately and hard. The class was cheering, the girl blushed, and the boy curled his lips You always say you are not lucky, then I will beg for luck over and over again. Shen Xing, if your youth is always on rainy days, then I want to be the one who holds an umbrella for you.