++++++Tsundere, paranoid, pure love, jealous puppy male protagonist meets sober female protagonist
+++++++Two-way secret love extreme pull*chasing wife crematorium
The ultimate pure love on campus, a woman starts chasing a man, but they are separated for three years due to a misunderstanding. When they meet again after a long separation, there is another man beside her, and she is still the one who cares about the most. The male protagonist is completely crazy.
Small abuse, big sweet HE
It was difficult for Lou Yuting to remember exactly when he first met Wan Lan.
The white hand holding the mobile phone is typing
"Have you returned to China?"
Then he quickly threw the phone away, picked it up again and stuffed it under the pillow.
There was no sound from the phone for half an hour. His heart became heavier and heavier, and the dull feeling in his heart told him again.
"You can't forget her at all, can you?"
It's like going back to the night when I confessed my love to her and got no response, so I blocked her out of my mind at a loss.
"So cold, so cold"
What he didn't know was that when he began to have an impression of this girl, the gears of their fate had already turned thousands of times.
And the thousands of rounds he arrived later than Wan Lan also became a trace in his mind that would keep him awake at night as he tossed and turned about it.
After several rounds of rotation, it becomes a fingerprint engraved in our hearts.
All he could think about was their future days and nights.
She once said it was a pity that she met him so late
He once said that when I started to love her, I also started to love the world.
But then they returned to their osmanthus tree
Wan Lan looked at him expressionlessly, with no emotion in his eyes.
The sweet-scented osmanthus fell on her head, and he stretched out his hand to pick it off for her, but she immediately ducked away like a frightened bird.
Is she so disgusted even when my fingertips touch her...
She really doesn't want him anymore.
Lou Yuting laughed at himself, "Obviously you were the one who provoked me first. You said you loved me, but now it's me who's been reduced to this."
"People like you don't deserve love.
Except... My love"
Concept: Love is the icing on the cake
