Qingyu has a secret. He has liked Zhuang Xiaonan since he was a child.
It's a pity that the gap between the two is too big. There is a difference between clouds and mud. Zhuang Xiaonan is the untouchable cloud in the sky, and he is the mud on the ground that is trampled by everyone. There will never be an intersection between the two in this life.
In order to strictly guard this secret, Qingyu hid from Zhuang Xiaonan for more than 20 years. He was sure that no one in the world would find out about it.
After graduating from college, the two never met again. The clouds were still clouds and the mud was still mud.
It was not until the age of 28 that Qingyu heard that Zhuang Xiaonan had followed a scientific expedition team to the Somaloy Island in northern Norway for an inspection. When he was out at sea, his yacht accidentally rolled over and he died suddenly.
On the day he attended Zhuang Xiaonan's funeral, he received a special relic. Zhuang Xiaonan asked someone to give him a glass jar.
On the way back from the funeral, Qingyu fantasized countless times about what was in the glass jar. Unfortunately, as fate would have it, an out-of-control SUV crashed into him at the last traffic light intersection. At the last moment of his life, he regretted not opening the glass jar earlier to take a look at the contents.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to his youth, and the glass jar that was not opened in time became a thorn in his heart.
Qingyu decided not to hide from Zhuang Xiaonan anymore, whether it was stalking him or getting to the bottom of it, he had to find out what was in that glass jar!
The signature document was written in a bit of haste, and the full text is about 200,000 yuan.
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(No be, no be, no be, I can write 10 if lines to make dumplings and have a happy reunion)
(Kneel down)
Intention: The fleeting brilliance of life is eternity
