It was raining heavily the day Xiang Teng met Fu Zhifu for the first time, so she sat by the window reading.
The rain was about to stop and he had been reading poems for too long. Xiang Teng looked downstairs in boredom, and happened to catch the eye of Fu Zhifu, who was standing by the car after taking shelter from the rain.
Looking at each other in a hurry, one glance is unforgettable.
The newly opened page in her hand read: There is love and infatuation in the world, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.
｜Literary sick girl ✖️Gentle father type
｜Sweet article about age difference
[There is love and infatuation in the world, this love has nothing to do with the wind and the moon]
Intention: A match made in heaven
