[A collection of short stories, with a lot of sadistic stories. To reunite a broken mirror, we have no choice but to do it ourselves. ]
"Don't try to find a sense of presence in front of me. After all, I hope that what I can see will not be contaminated by dust."
This is what Xie Qingheng said coldly after they separated from Pear.
Chen Yilang knew that scholars didn't use curse words when they cursed, until he saw Xie Qingjie's pale hands shaking.
Her words were as sharp as a blade, which didn't mean that there were overwhelming emotions tumbling in her heart...
Chen Yilang was heartbroken and wanted to step forward and explain everything clearly.
But before he could get close, he was stopped by a drink, and Xie Qingheng's dark eyes were filled with coldness.
"Just stand here and don't enter the yard. I don't want to see you."
Chen Yilang stood at the empty doorway. The summer sun was bright and warm, and the leaves of ivy and ginkgo rustled in the wind, but he felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on his head, freezing to the bone.
Is it wrong to avoid someone you don't like and hide her presence when the other person comes knocking on the door?
If the other party never shows up again, this was originally just a little lie that everyone knows, but why did things develop to this situation?
Countless different love affairs are collected here.
There is the pure and soft heartbeat of a young man in the world, and there is the tension of misunderstanding that is difficult to calm down.
Love has thousands of forms, whether sweet, sad, gentle, or paranoid.
