Dandelion Love Words

When we first met, he was leaning against the mottled brick wall to support his slightly swaying figure. His knuckles were bruised, and a thin layer of sweat mixed with blood was dripping down his forehead. Suddenly, a frivolous hooligan whistle came from above the head, the tune was crisp and mixed with the street wind and entered the ears. He raised his eyes suddenly, and only had time to catch a glimpse of half of the clothes hanging down the wall, before a figure jumped down lightly. The sound of clothes scraping against the bricks had not yet faded away, and the wall was already empty with only wind-borne dust particles left. When Cheng Ziqing came to his senses again, there was only a faint sound of footsteps at the end of the alley, like a sparrow that had been glimpsed, and disappeared in an instant. The first time we met was at the opening ceremony. He leaned on the team with his shoulders slanted, the collar of his school uniform was half-opened, one hand was in his trouser pocket, and the other hand was casually placed on the shoulder of the classmate beside him, pouting boredly at the principal's generous speech on the stage. At this moment, the principal suddenly changed the topic, his eyes swept across the audience, and his tone was filled with unabashed approval: "I would like to introduce to you a new classmate - Xia Shijie. She is a good prospect that I specially invited from another school. She will study with everyone in the future. Let's welcome her to the stage with applause!" Someone hit his waist with their elbows and shouted in a low voice: "Did you get her? This girl can do it. Lao Zhang even praised her personally!" Others grabbed his shoulders and stood on tiptoe to look: "Look, what does she look like? Is she a top academic goddess?" There was a cynical smile on his lips, and he sneered in a low voice: "I'm just a top student, what's the point?" It wasn't until this person became his deskmate that he asked, "My deskmate, how should I write this question?" "My classmate, please teach me." "Why are you so awesome, my deskmate?" ……… Xia Shijie, who had been pampered and domineering by his family since childhood, lived a smooth and warm life for sixteen years. The family ran a company, so she never had to worry about making a living. Her parents had been loving each other for half their lives, and there was always a soft spot for each other between their eyebrows. She also had a brother who protected her since she was a child. He doted on her in everything and made her the little princess of the family. There are also friends who have gone all the way around me. From kindergarten to high school, there is no gap in laughing and playing. This kind of happiness is engraved in the bones and is the most certain background in this life. For these sixteen years, she thought she was favored by the whole world, until that day, her parents called her to the living room and told her in a choked and difficult tone that she was not their biological child. All the certainty and stability collapsed at that moment. The guilt in Xia Shijie's heart was overwhelming. He always felt that he had occupied the magpie's nest, stolen the life of the girl he had never met, and took away the happiness of the family that should have belonged to her. Faced with her parents' guilt, her brother's attempts to stay, and her anxious questioning, she felt that every bit of tenderness had turned into torture, and she could no longer stay at ease in that home full of memories. She gritted her teeth and made a decision, cutting off all ties with the past - blocking all familiar contact methods, rejecting all messages, and abruptly disappearing from the world that had been with her for sixteen years. At that time, the principal who had visited her many times to lure her into the school happened to contact her again. Xia Shijie, who was desperate and eager to find an unknown corner to hide, took this opportunity to come to this brand new school alone. Xia Shijie, who transferred to another school alone, had all the skills he had practiced since childhood, but he hid his talents and just wanted to live a low-key life. When she first arrived on a strange campus, it was inevitable that she would encounter temptations and difficulties. But before she raised her hand, the young man with the stern eyebrows had already stood in front of her, waved away the trouble casually, and helped her out. She was supposed to be able to stand alone, but he was the one who took the lead, and the tenderness that suddenly entered her eyes in the desolate days was unexpected. In the early days of campus style, the collision of two personalities, who is the tough-talking king, and who will be the school bully and academic hegemon. "Sweet-tongued girl" vs "hot-faced and soft-hearted guy" Concept: One seems to be well-behaved, but is actually sober and transparent; the other seems to be cold and hard to approach, but is actually soft-hearted and hard-spoken. Two people who use disguises to protect themselves, break down each other's masks on campus and find their truest selves.