Endless Summer

The copy will be greatly revised later, so just read it now ^ ^ This author really likes the small theater at the back ^ ^ The full text is being saved. It should be finished this year. It won't be serialized. It may be released in batches later. Wait for me. I'll write it again. The young author finally reached the 30th chapter diligently today. It is expected that more than 80 or more than 90 chapters will be completed. O_o, why are there so many... 2026.9.5, Try to finish it before New Year's Day this year... O_o No one thinks that Momo Yanggong should be... It's no problem, anyway, it's guaranteed to be completed. There have been a lot of changes, the first version and the current version can be said to have nothing to do with each other⊙▽⊙ How should I change the introduction later? Let me think about it. But I really, really like the little theater at the end, it makes me think about how to keep it in the introduction *^_^* Can I write Chapter 40 before National Day... O_o I don't know, hey... T^T Tsundere Jingui Little Sun Xia Zhiyi never thought that she would see Zhou Yuhuai - this piece of shit again in the summer of her senior year of high school. That bitch flew to the United States without saying a word. If you can, never come back! As a result, not only did he take the first place in her grade as soon as he came back, but he also had no control over her - not allowed to do this, not allowed to do that, and was simply more verbose than her own mother. Miss Xia, who had grown up smoothly and was supported by everyone, finally couldn't bear it anymore after being so angry that she blocked him in front of her house that night, planning to roll up her sleeves and settle old scores with him. But the guy just raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I'm afraid the accounts between us have been settled long ago." He added unhurriedly, "That stack of love letters I wrote to you - how do you plan to settle it?" Xia Zhiyi was instantly shocked by this man's shamelessness. What kind of love letter did he give? It's clearly a provocation, a provocation, and a book! She was so angry that she turned around and left, fearing that she would be pissed to death if she stayed here for one more second. The person behind him raised his hand and clasped her wrist slowly and without any effort, but she couldn't move a step. He lowered his head and looked level with her, his eyes reflecting her eyes widened and furious, and he sighed helplessly, as if accepting his fate: "Xia Zhiyi, I like you - only you can't tell." ——— Zhou Yuhuai couldn't even tell himself exactly when he fell in love with Xia Zhiyi. The memory is too long. Ever since they were still crying babies, their fates have been tightly intertwined, making it impossible to sort out and cut them off. His eyes were always occupied by Xia Zhiyi involuntarily. As soon as I see her, I can't take my eyes away anymore. He gave up resistance, didn't want to resist, and just let himself indulge in it - even if this sun never belonged to him. For him, Xia Zhiyi is the only rose blooming in the barren wasteland and the only light in the long darkness. He wanted to hide the sun privately, but the sun should be hanging high in the sky, bright and free. But so what. The sun will come for him. When the roses bloom, the deserted land will be filled with flowers. ——[Small Theater] The snow-capped mountains of St. Moritz stretch majestically, and the wilderness stretches to the sky. The night falls, and the stars pour down. Xia Zhiyi looked at the vast snow peaks and stars in front of her and suddenly said: "I know what kind of person I want to be." Zhou Yuhuai was carefully arranging her scarf and smiled when he heard this: "What kind of person?" "I want to be an influential person and own a world worthy of me." The eighteen-year-old girl is ambitious, and the light in her eyes is brighter than the stars above her head. "You will." No unnecessary words. But with him, Xia Zhiyi's trial and error costs are always unlimited. He has the confidence and ability to support her. She just moved forward, and he was always behind her. More than ten years later—— In the central building where land is at a premium in the city center, Xia Zhiyi is sitting in her exclusive top-floor office. The iPad on the table is playing Zhou Yuhuai's latest interview in New York. The reporter asked: "Mr. Zhou, I heard that you married young and everyone is curious about what kind of person your wife is?" He habitually turned the wedding ring on his ring finger, with a smile on his lips, and looked up at the camera: "My wife is smart and courageous, independent and dazzling, beautiful and rich. All the beautiful words in the world cannot be overstated when it comes to her." He lowered his eyes and placed a kiss on the wedding ring: "She chose me among many suitors. I am lucky in this life." Xia Zhiyi was pulling the progress bar repeatedly when the door was suddenly pushed open. The visitor was dusty, his coat was stained with the coolness of the night, and the tiredness that had spanned half the world was still on his brows, but it all melted away the moment he saw his lover. "Why are you back today? Didn't it mean that it would be two days later-" Zhou Yuhuai didn't answer, casually put his coat aside, walked up to her in a few steps, put one hand on the back of the chair, and leaned forward to trap her in the space. He lowered his eyes and looked at her, with a dark look in his eyes: "It's snowing for the first time in City A today. I'll come back and watch the snow with you." He lowered his head slightly, his breaths almost intertwined, and his voice was bewitching: "What's more, Mrs. Zhou, the people in the video are not as good-looking as the real person in front of you." Save the full text Intention: In this barren land of mine, you are the last rose