Jiang Cuo probably never thought that after more than ten years of his life, he would end up falling for a flower seller. Speaking of it, there was nothing special about her. She was just a bit out of the ordinary. She was good-looking, which was what he felt at first sight.
I do like it, not the flowers, but the people.
The moment when the fireworks exploded, the beauty was short-lived. Thousands of beams of light burst out, and she seemed to be the last bit.
Lu Chuyan, did I still need a punishment? He said: "As a punishment, you will be admitted to the same university as me."
What kind of punishment is this? Who would regard punishment as encouragement? It's only you, Jiang Cuo.
Acuo, I still want to drink the first forget. Diandian, I am Jiang Cuo, your exclusive bartender, who will never be laid off.
At the end of the story, Jiang Cuo went to Wangzhi Town, which was the last place Lu Chuyan stayed.
He waits for the first ray of light every day, watches the sun set into the sea in the evening, and the tavern is open at night. He is the owner, but he mixes the same wine, but it is a collection and not for sale.
Later——
Only then did he learn that she had liked him even earlier, just because she hid it too deeply.
The last sentence of the recorder: Jiang Cuo, I like you, I really like you. He listened to the sentence of love that was later than life over and over again until——
Tears dry up, angina pectoris aches, and love lasts.
She thought: The defeat will be in your hands, but the fault will be ours. I hope everything will be as happy as when we first met.
No matter how you stack them, there will always be regrets and the spring breeze blows...
Take away the shortcomings of winter and head to the next intersection.
#* Proud
#isitreal? It doesn't look right no matter how you look at it!
#Congratulations, you won!
Purpose: Become a better person
