Song Min hated Gu Yuanhui.
He deserves to hate him.
I hated him for being dazzling at the age of seventeen, complained about his temptation at the age of eighteen, and hated him for leaving without saying goodbye at the age of nineteen.
What he hated even more was that the fateful reunion unexpectedly happened to him at the age of twenty-nine.
Ten years ago——
"Gu Yuanhui, I won't wait for you when you get out."
Ten years later——
"Gu Yuanhui, please don't show up in front of my eyes..."
The man leaned up behind him, hugged his waist from behind, and buried his face deeply in his neck.
"I'm not showing it to you."
"What's behind it, okay?"
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent..."
Intention: relaxed and happy, realistic, socialist core love