[Hechuan Attack × Li Liaoyuan Shou]
(1v1, reunion, strong, strong, HE)
Li Liaoyuan's middle school years were like an old school uniform soaked in the cold rain. His father's wine bottle always broke late at night, and Chen Tianyuan and the others chased him through the corridor with their cheers, while He Chuan, who was at the same table, always wrinkled the wrong question book handed to him——
Until the blockade at the alley, He Chuan suddenly rushed over to protect him behind him. The back of his school uniform was stained with dust, but he whispered: "You saved me when I was a child, and now it's my turn."
Those days of slowly approaching each other in exercise books and silence did not survive the summer after all.
A few years later, in the conference room, the new president He Chuan's leather shoes were parked in front of his desk.
The former boy wore a neat suit, but his eyes still had the stubbornness of those days.
When Li Liaoyuan was forced into a corner by a customer, He Chuan pushed open the door and said in a tone as cold as ice: "How dare you touch my people?"
In the morning light of the hotel room, He Chuan stopped him from leaving: "I owe you an explanation for what happened back then."
Li Liaoyuan looked at him and suddenly remembered the sunset on the middle school playground——
Some light, even if it is blocked by dark clouds, will always find a gap and burn the shadows of the two people on the same ground again.
Can this reunion across class and time rekindle the extinguished fire?
That's ok,