(A work from the author's early practice period.) Jiang Qiu grew up believing in defending his country and protecting its people. Raised by three generations of the Jiang family, he eventually became a soldier.
Jiang Mianmian, the youngest daughter in the Jiang family, grew up in a family where both her parents' sides were involved in politics and business. Influenced by her grandmother, she became a food blogger.
Jiang Qiu and Jiang Mianmian first met at the airport in Nancheng, where she accidentally bumped into him. They fell in love at first sight.
The next time they met was in Class Two, Senior Year. Because of his parents, Jiang Qiu had come to stay with his grandmother in Nancheng. That was how their story began.
Four years later, Jiang Qiu, who hadn't posted on his social media for ages, made a splash by sharing a photo of himself holding their marriage certificate in both hands and tagging Jiang Mianmian. Their high school group chat was flooded with likes and comments congratulating them.
Jiang Mianmian pouted at Jiang Qiu. "Honey, this is all your fault. Look, my WeChat is blowing up! I'm not talking to you, hmph!"
Jiang Qiu gazed at her adoringly and took her hand. "Sweetheart, it's all my fault. Please talk to me. I'll make your favorite sweet-and-sour ribs and cola chicken wings when we get home, okay?"
Jiang Mianmian took his hand and ran off, saying, "Then hurry up. I'm starving."
From the moment the boy met the girl, his heart had gravitated toward her of its own accord, staying close for a long, long time.
