The belated ink color will not say goodbye to winter, just like I will meet you eventually.
During his sophomore year in Yunnan, Yu Dongshu bumped into a man in a cafe by Erhai Lake. He was wearing a pressed white shirt, with the cuffs casually rolled up to his forearms, and was leaning on the porch drinking an Americano.
She just whispered to her best friend Jiang Wan: "This guy looks like he came out of my ideal list."
The next second, the coffee was poured on him.
Shen Mochi was twenty-six years old. After graduating from Harvard, he returned to China to take over the family business. When he came to Dali to talk about a project, he came out for some air, but was unexpectedly splashed with coffee all over his body by a busy little girl. He looked down at the scrapped shirt, then raised his eyes again, and saw her little face with "It's over, it's over" written all over it, and her cat-like round eyes, full of cunning fear.
He thought: Forget it.
Later I found out that this girl was the youngest daughter of my co-worker, Mr. Fang Yu, and was studying law at the Renmin University.
He also gradually realized that forgetting was not an option.
Not only did he not want to forget it, he wanted more.
One day Shen Mochi asked her: "You study law, do you want to be a lawyer or take the public exam?"
Yu Dongshu thought seriously: "I want to be a rich woman."
Shen Mochi was silent for a moment and said in a serious tone: "Then will you consider me?"
This is the story of a boyfriend who was a father last year, and used his patience and abdominal muscles to slowly bring the little INFP butterfly home.
The male protagonist is cool and self-possessed on the surface, but secretly he has even thought of the name of his child; the female protagonist looks like a cat-type tsundere, but when she was teased, the tips of her ears turned red, and she insisted, "That's it."
