[Something happened at home, so I will temporarily stop updating. I will update later as the occasion arises, and I will finish writing.
"The age of eighteen is like the horizon, with youth above and the future hidden within."
Self-improvement vs. Unruly
Really good girl vs fake naughty boy
[Babys, please collect it~Thank you! ! !
1.
In the midsummer of 2004, to be honest, it was the fourth year that Wen Qingling went south with her parents. In that summer in Nanchuan and the gentle evening breeze, she met him, whom she would never forget in her life. Unfortunately, things were unpredictable and an accident happened at home. She hurriedly boarded the green train north with her parents, without even leaving a farewell. Her departure was like three rounds of four seasons. From then on, separated by mountains and seas, it was difficult to see each other again.
2. In the early autumn of 2007, she heard that a handsome and wild new transfer student had arrived after work downstairs. Her friend asked her to go and watch. She refused with a smile and stared at the test papers on the table in a daze for a long time. She somehow thought of him and those green eyebrows with wildness and indifference. She shook her head, feeling that she might be crazy.
We met again in the second half of the second semester of high school. She couldn't resist the invitation of her friends and followed a group of people to the KTV. The female singer in the box sang Cantonese songs in a charming way.
In the corner, he held the girl in his arms and smiled openly, chatting and laughing lazily with his friends. His eyes met unexpectedly in the light and dark lights, and he looked away lightly, as if they had never known each other.
She felt sour and almost shed tears.
3.
Seventeen-year-old Wen Qing listened to how many times it would take for people to meet each other in order to get a good result. Later, she realized that even if people who were not destined to meet again would only be in a fleeting moment and suddenly.
The true nature of a bad person is probably like this - when he loves you, he can take your bones to save you when you are at your lowest point, but if he doesn't love you, even his friends are empty.
"My youth is a dark storm." - Baudelaire
*be be be Say important things three times
* Contains a slight secret love plot, which is sweet in the early stage, but turns violent later
*No prototype, the names of places and names are all nonsense
Intention: It's just a big dream in vain
