In her freshman year of high school, Shen Jinglan transferred to another school.
She is only 1.6 Meters tall and weighs 80 pounds. Her half-long straight hair hangs down on her shoulders, like a delicate and fragile doll. But no one dared to mess with her - because her cold eyes were filled with "Don't come near me".
Xu Zhaohe was stunned when he saw her for the first time.
The 1.72 Meter girl with short curly hair looks like a silly large dog. Her ears are so red that they could fry an egg, and her heartbeat is so fast that it feels like it is about to pop out of her throat. She thought to herself: It's over, it was love at first sight.
But Shen Jinglan is not easy to chase.
She is a rose with thorns. Behind every venomous word, there is the trauma of being abandoned; every time the desire for control occurs, it is because it has been broken too completely. She doesn't believe in unconditional love, so she wants to turn love into a controllable game.
And Xu Zhaohe said to her: "Being by your side, I feel as safe as lying in my mother's arms."
——This is the story of a "beautiful, powerful but control-freak queen" and a "straight-ball, clingy and loyal dog".
One is struggling in pain, and the other is arching away all the thorns with his furry head.
She runs away, she chases. She's tough-talking and straight-shooting.
She thought she was taming a puppy, but in the end she discovered——
It was the puppy that caught all her brokenness.
Intent: "Shen Jinglan, you win. I'm yours."