The dank male ghost attacks Ji Siming × the tough and chosen one
Ji Siming's love began with a frivolous gambling game worth tens of millions in the summer when he was twenty-four.
The prey is Zhou Yuheng, who has just lost his parents and is dependent on his grandfather. He is clean and tough, like the last leaf in summer that is not stained with dust.
Mr. Ji is good at games and weaves a web with his gentleness. He called him by his old name "Zhou Wang" that only his family knew, and his voice was as gentle as a mantra.
But he doesn't know that some scenes become real prisons if they go too deep into the scene.
He fell in love with Zhou Yuheng's fireworks in the kitchen, fell in love with the vulnerability under his forced smile, and fell in love with the small, symmetrical mole in the corner of his eye when he was quietly drawing.
When he wanted to break up the bet, fate was the first to tear everything apart: his grandfather passed away from illness, his ex-boyfriend showed up, his family obstructed him, and the cruel truth "started in the game"...
Zhou Yuheng said calmly: "Let's break up." Then he exited his life cleanly.
All Ji Siming was left with was the word "depression" on the medical certificate and the vague address of a small southern town.
From then on, the prodigal son turned back and practiced how to love in the long night.
And the person he lost was slowly losing the strength to live in the distance.
Later, Ji Siming left everything behind and embarked on the road to the south.
There were no flowers or gifts in his hand, only a call that had been practiced thousands of times and spanned scars and time——
"Zhou Wang, I'm here. This time, it's not a game."
Purpose: Core Purpose:
Love is not a gift, but the clumsiest and most tenacious human instinct that takes a lifetime to learn.