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The first time he met Jiang Fang, Shen Ji'an knew that the two could not be from the same world.
This boy who is a few months older than him is not only outstanding in appearance, but also courteous and courteous to others. He is the focus of the crowd wherever he goes.
Shen Ji'an thought that the relationship between the two would be like this for the rest of his life, until he transferred to a new school.
Jiang Fang was not only in the same class as him, but also became his deskmate.
However, the process of integrating into the new class is not smooth sailing.
In the entire school, Shen Ji'an only knew Jiang Fang.
He could only ask Jiang Fang for help.
I didn't bring an umbrella when I got home from school, so I asked Jiang Fang to borrow one;
I lost my test paper before class, so I asked Jiang Fang to make a copy;
Even the bills at the infirmary when I was sick were paid by Jiang Fang...
Shen Ji'an fell in love with Jiang Fang, or to be more precise, he relied on Jiang Fang.
But the relationship between the two did not stop there.
One month after transferring to another school, Shen Jian successfully moved into Jiang Fang's home.
Shen Ji'an occasionally feels sorry for Jiang Fang, feeling sorry that he has to be entangled with a dog-skin plaster all day long.
This kind of entanglement lasted until the summer vacation after his sophomore year of high school, when Jiang Fang was forcibly picked up by his biological father.
Throughout the entire senior year of high school, there was no news from Jiang Fang.
Finally, after passing the college entrance examination, Shen Ji'an decided to show mercy and let Jiang Fang go.
But just before applying for the exam, Shen Ji'an accidentally found the old mobile phone left by Jiang Fang.
What surprised him was that the password on the phone was his birthday.
The memo on the phone contains a very long love letter:
"I like you, maybe I'm scared."
"I really want you to only talk to me."
"I'm leaving tomorrow. It's such a pity that I haven't even hugged you."
When reading this letter, Shen Ji felt as relieved as a knife.
He could even imagine Jiang Fang carefully choosing each word and sentence to write this long letter.
He hurriedly scanned the signed names.
Shen Ji'an's blood suddenly froze and he took half a step back in disbelief.
In the process of retreating, he accidentally tripped on the chair leg and fell backward.
I thought it was inevitable to fall, but I was caught firmly by a big hand reaching out from behind.
Shen Ji'an was hugged from behind.
The man buried his head in his neck and murmured softly: "Let me hold you for a while."
Intention: Separation is for the next reunion
