Why is this chosen one me? ! !
Ruan Zhihuan was not surprised at all that she was a character in a novel. She had always known that her physique was a little different from ordinary people. Sometimes she thought she was the heroine of some heart-throb novel.
The skin is so fragile that it will leave bruises with the slightest exertion. No matter if you are sad or angry, the corners of your eyes will turn red when you are slightly excited. Your voice will become hoarse the next day after talking for more than 3 hours a day. You will be talked to when you go out. You will be followed when you walk at night. If you wear a skirt and take the subway, you will definitely get someone's hands. The smell of your body after your body temperature rises will cause passers-by to surround you and cause traffic jams...
I don't know, but a group of people rushed up to me shouting that it smelled so good, that it was so beautiful, and that I loved it so much.
Okay, okay, now come out and tell me that I am not a heartthrob? Am I restricted?
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An arrogant person like him would do such a thing without saying goodbye if he knew that his feelings were established based on other considerations. Of course, he had no position to inquire about his current situation.
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Jiang Ting had never felt like such a failure. His parents, who came from a well-off family, also tried their best to cultivate his only son. Since he was a child, many people praised him for his talent and intelligence. He was admitted to BGI with the first place in the Shanghai Stock Exchange.
He considered himself to be the proud man of heaven, and he also had a pride and arrogance that was unique to Jiang Ting. Even if Ruan Zhihuan doesn't like him that much, he is sure that she will really like him.
But all these were lost to Ruan Zhihuan.
Whether he relies on his skin or his family background, he doesn't care anymore. He wanted Ruan Zhihuan to stay by his side. From the moment she came to him, he could no longer take his eyes away from her.
His eyes were sore, his heart ached, and his vision was blurry, but he still opened the gift box Ruan Zhihuan left on the table.
It is a necklace. The pendant looks like water droplets and eyes.
Jiang Ting held the necklace tightly in his hand, the gems making his palms hot.
Jiang Ting loosened his hand and tightened it, over and over again, just like Ruan Zhihuan, over and over again.
Reading Guide
In the early stage, she loved campus purely; in the later stage, she reunited after breaking up.
Intention: Live well and live in the present
