Perhaps the least courageous thing Mo Xi had ever done in his life was not telling him how much she liked him before he left.
She vaguely remembered that when they first met, it was the same solar term as today, which was Jingzhe.
The boy she wanted to see all the time - Xu Tianci
In his world, Mo Xi has always been a lively little girl.
At the age of sixteen, I met Xu Tianci again.
When I saw him again, he was not so neatly dressed in his school uniform. His school uniform jacket was buttoned tightly around his waist. His eyes under his sharp eyebrows were particularly determined, and his peach blossom eyes were extremely attractive.
The boy fought for her for the first time, just to vent his anger on her behalf.
He stood in the darkness with no light, holding on to the wall. The wound on his forehead was bleeding. There was a large red blood stain on the corner of his white T-shirt. There was an obvious red scar on his arm.
And that moment was the first time Mo Xi saw his bloody appearance with her own eyes.
He stood under the dim light, still showing a handsome look, leaning against the wall with his arms folded, and couldn't help joking: "Are you afraid of me? Mo Xi."
This is the boy he has liked for so long, how could he be afraid.
She wanted to see him again, and when she saw the sixteen-year-old boy, she threw herself into his arms.
This agreement was not fulfilled until death.
"I just want to be selfish and live a few more years to wait for him to come back."
