[The cowardly and honest female protagonist × the nervous and irritable male protagonist]
Hopscotch game.
Two squares jump with both feet.
A square hop.
One.
Two.
Three.
……
Seventeen-year-old Lin Nianhuan jumped on one foot to the last grid. Time and space changed. She traveled ten years later and looked up to see the man standing in the cold wind.
He opened his arms and waited for her to jump over with gentle eyebrows. His hands, which were blown red by the cold wind, had been stretched out for who knows how long. The face that had never smiled in his memory actually showed such a begging look.
Ten years later, Jiang Yusheng has everything he prayed for when he was young - wealth and power.
No one dared to infringe on his fragile heart and fragile dignity, and no one knew about his past misfortunes, but he stubbornly tied the person he had always been tired of to his side, the only connection with the past. It was clear that seeing her would bring back all the pain, but he still refused to let go, dripping with blood like holding a rose with thorns.
After learning that Lin Nianhuan only had memories before the age of seventeen because of a memory, he chose to use the tenderness of the rest of his life to bury the hurt he had done to her in the past.
……
Three.
Two.
One.
After seventeen-year-old Lin Nianhuan landed on the ground and jumped to the first square, she returned to her original world.
Jiang Yusheng there had a bad temper and exploded, and everyone rumored that he was mentally ill.
Because they were neighbors and were entrusted to take good care of him, Lin Nianhuan inevitably had more and more contact with Jiang Yusheng.
Lin Nianhuan was timid by nature, and if any gossip fell into her ears, it would echo and expand infinitely in her heart.
She was afraid of Jiang Yusheng, afraid of that dark eye that always peeked out from the crack in the window to spy on her.
#Travel back and forth between past and present through a game of hopscotch
Intention: Love should be spoken loudly
