If death is destined, Nan Zheng thought, then dying in Li Qingtan's arms would not be a tragedy.
Many years ago, they lay naked on the bed of a rental house, with only the cheap fluorescent ring on their middle finger glowing in the dark.
Before falling in love with him, Nan Zheng never thought that she would be so slutty.
When Li Qingtan kissed his neck and kissed his lips, Nan Zheng cried while trembling, "Do you love me?"
"Love." Li Qingtan penetrated every part of his body and said to him in a lingering and nostalgic way, "Of course I love you, Nan Zheng. My feelings for you will never return to zero in this life."
Later, poverty swallowed up all the passion, and the heartless people could not be married.
A few years have passed, and we see each other again by first name and last name.
And that night, the second after Li Qingtan said "I still have feelings for you", death cut the red line between them and fulfilled the sentence "forever".
Nan Zheng fell in severe pain, but felt an almost twisted sense of perfection.
He was finally convinced that Li Qingtan was not lying.
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The cicadas chirped noisily and chalk dust flew into the sky.
His deskmate told him in a low voice and excitedly: "Have you heard? There is a new handsome guy in the second year of high school——"
Nan Zheng raised his eyes. The date next to the blackboard was clear and eye-catching. It was the time when his heart first moved.
That name once again broke into his life.
"My name is Li Qingtan."
Purpose: Cultivate and practice socialist core values
