In 1992, Qi Qingze went to Nanchang for the first time and met someone he would never forget. Unfortunately, it was only a brief moment without fate.
After graduating from university in 1998, he went to Nanchang alone. On the first day at work, he disliked a colleague and asked Qi Qingze to comment that he was rigid, boring, lifeless, and he looked like he was wearing a special dress.
Although he gradually discovered that the other party was quite good-looking, had a pleasant voice, was capable of doing things, was sincere and tenacious, and might be sophisticated, but he was not tactful.
Forget it, no buts, he just likes her.
But the other person is a straight man, so they are just friends.
After years of secret love to no avail, a photo made him decide to let go and live his own life.
He cut off contact with the other person, but kept missing him. When he saw him again, he was already seriously ill. Qi Qingze leaned against the wall of the hospital, holding the pendant that his mother had given him when he was an adult, and prayed devoutly, just for the safety of the other person.
The gods didn't answer him back then, and a few more years passed in circles. When he was sweeping the grave, he waited until all the other brothers and sisters had left before he stepped forward and handed him a bouquet of flowers.
In his later years, he traveled around the world with his photos of the other party, and finally returned to Beijing, thinking of going to the temple where his mother had prayed for the pendant. When going down the mountain, the pendant around his neck became heavier and he was forcefully dragged off the cliff.
Between pain and darkness, God seemed to give him an answer.
Let's do it again. You can't force the fate of others, but leave your own fate in your own hands.
The introduction is from the perspective of attacking, involving the following plots, avoiding lightning on your own: rebirth, falling in love with a straight person, both of them had other love experiences in the previous life.
Intent: Expression of ideal love