Ruan Shuangyi x Li Ji｜Hot-faced but loyal dog attacks aggressively x Cold-faced cuteness avoids good feelings
A bloody storm caused by "sexual desire" and "misunderstanding of gender".
The blackout in her sophomore year of high school allowed Ruan Shuangyi, who was already in a period of confusion about her sexual orientation, to evolve directly into a "Jixing Brain".
Li Ji, another "protagonist without knowing it at all," said, "It was too dark to see clearly, but I was saved easily anyway.
Young people's love is always flamboyant, and the depressing campus can't suppress the wild feelings.
So Li Ji made the decision to leave. After all, he didn't want to recall the feeling of being teased by fate.
Seven years.
When the bell of reunion vibrated their heartstrings, they all heard the echo of each other's heartbeats at the same frequency more than two thousand days and nights ago.
"I won't let go this time. "
A two-month, fleeting love affair resulted in seven years and more than two thousand days and nights without any news.
For Li Ji, it was just a sober escape in time to avoid sinking; but for Ruan Shuangyi, it was the only light caught in the dark youth.
A subconscious reaching out in a wet and rainy night at the age of seventeen, a firm hand back in the cold despair at the age of nineteen - the moment of warmth that Li Ji gave casually became the warmth that Ruan Shuangyi relied on for more than two thousand days and nights.
He was exiled overseas by his family and spent his days under surveillance. He could only repeatedly caress the profile hidden in his pocket watch and live by the thin "possibility" in his memory.
Seven years later, we met again at the bar. The snowfield on the high mountain has become a sharp scalpel, and the boy from the past is also covered in weather and hidden scars.
Testing, approaching, and guarding are like the cycle of fate.
Ruan Shuangyi smiled and held her sincerely in her arms again.
"Li Ji, I have spent seven years practicing waiting, and now, I am good at it. "
But the shadow of the family is never far away and follows them everywhere.
When the poisonous vines of the past entangle themselves again, is it a separation that repeats the past mistakes, or a desperate counterattack to stay together?
"If holding hands that time was a sin, I would have been doomed long ago. "
"Then let's sink together. "
Purpose: To give an answer to my high school self's random thoughts