Eight years apart
Everyone in Jingzhou City knows that the Jiang family has a beautiful and versatile girl named Lin.
Jiang's mother, Meng Yunrou, always took Lin Zhile to various celebrity gatherings, euphemistically called "seeing the world."
Many wealthy families are intertwined, and marriage is a normal thing.
On the day Jiang Yanzhou returned to China, he happened to see that bastard from the Han family in Dongcheng sending Lin Zhile home.
When the moon rises high, the courtyard is quiet and windless.
"Didn't I tell you before I went abroad not to associate with bastards?"
Jiang Yanzhou is tall and has long legs. When talking to Lin Zhile, he always has to bend down slightly to look at her level.
Lin Zhile raised her eyes and looked into his eyes, shaking her head seriously.
"No contact, we just met by chance today."
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Both of them were sober and sinking, knowing that they couldn't do anything but doing it.
Jiang Yanzhou did his best to support Lin Zhile, lead her to do projects, and teach her how to live in the world.
"Lin Zhile, you have to learn your skills well. Then even if I am not by your side in the future, no one will dare to look down on you."
"Lin Zhile, no matter where you are or who you marry, I can protect you for the rest of your life."
One night after the incident, Lin Zhile took the cigarette from Jiang Yanzhou's hand and took a long drag. The thick smoke choked her and made her cough.
Jiang Yanzhou patted her back and held her in his arms: "Lin Zhile, the sun is coming up soon."
The sun came out and the fog cleared.
He has his own destiny, and I have my bright future.
At this point, the boat is far away and the sound of the forest is lingering. To the south and the north, we will never meet.
People need to have the courage to reach the end. The right and wrong are all over. We have moved on from the good to the bad. It is a blessing to meet someone and miss it.
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