[HE/Two-way redemption/Double cleansing]
Bright and tough female reporter × poisonous tongue and the proud son of heaven
There will always be people who will cross mountains and seas and run towards you unswervingly.
That was not the first time Song Yao met Qin Zhao.
She had seen him high-spirited, she had seen him cold and depressed, and she had also seen him reject the confessions of girls one after another.
It was just that time that she was the most heartbroken.
That day, she had just come out of the examination room after participating in the essay semi-finals, and accidentally caught a glimpse of him lazily standing outside the school gate, playing with his cell phone out of boredom.
The white light on the mobile phone screen flickered on and off. There was a girl next to him holding a mobile phone, raising her head and talking to him, as if she was looking for his contact information.
He lowered his eyes at her and didn't respond. He just turned on the phone screen and showed it to her. Then the girl lowered her head in disappointment and turned around to leave.
The next second, he put away his phone, raised his head, curled his lips, and looked directly at her through the crowd of people coming and going.
Song Yao felt his heart skip a beat, so he ran over and asked him, "Why are you here?"
He skillfully took the schoolbag from Song Yao's shoulder and said in a gentle tone, "Come to pick up my girlfriend's triumphant return."
Later they were forced to separate and reunited many years later outside the police station in a snowy and windy environment.
At that time, he was a high-ranking and prestigious lawyer, while she was just a transparent person who accompanied her friends to the police station to handle matters.
Just like many years ago, he passed through all the eager eyes and walked to her with determination and surprise.
The light in the police station was as bright as day. He lowered his eyes and looked at her, his voice hoarse: "Long time no see."
At that moment, Song Yao realized that except for him, everyone else in this world was a makeshift person.
