Eight years later, Chen Ci met again the man whom he had dumped because he was "tired of playing".
As soon as they met, the two warmed up for a while, and then met again in the evening, and next door was the "current boyfriend" that Chen Ci mentioned.
Huo Xie laughed like a bastard and asked her: "Did he live like me? Huh?"
After all, Chen Ci couldn't hold back and slapped him hard. This slap also brought the two of them back to a few years ago.
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The summer night at that time was hot and humid, the cicadas were chirping and screaming, the skin was bright, and ambiguity gradually filled the air.
The exuberance and hustle and bustle of adolescence are integrated into their bones and flesh, the bright red lip marks, the moisture on the bath towel, the traces of grinding lips and teeth, and the mixed smells.
In the midst of the turmoil and chaos, he and she kissed with their eyes in a crowd of guests, telling their endless love.
They had the youthful courage to be the first in the world. During those unfettered years, freedom and love were the hymns above all else.
The first time we met, the white shirt brushed against the pleated skirt.
That summer was hot and humid and long, the sun shone on them, and the age of seventeen was a light blue dream.
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Later, no one knew that it was the last time.
A strand of long hair passed through the palm of his hand, and Huo Xie couldn't catch anything, leaving nothing behind.
Only one of his tears broke into his heart.
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Now they finally meet again. When they meet again, Huo Sixie knows that even if he is a dog, he still has to stay close to Chen Ci.
He is willing to do anything.
