Sister face, sister heart × upper body, lower heart
Zhuang Heyan had the face of a younger sister.
Oval face, almond eyes.
Everyone took it for granted that she must be the one being taken care of.
Until they saw her take out a pair of scissors from her pocket and cut open the mineral water bottle that couldn't be unscrewed.
After raising his head and taking a sip, he responded: "Your sister, I have plenty of strength and means."
Cen Junnuo silently took back the hand he wanted to extend to help.
Zhuang Heyan walked up to him, turned up his collar, and said, "You are such an old man, you don't know how to care about your image."
Cen Junnuo bowed his head obediently and let her play with her.
Everyone:? ? ?
Wait, is there something wrong with this combination?
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Zhuang He said it was an abyss.
You throw a stone at her and there is no echo on the ground.
She just looks at you quietly until you look away first.
Cen Junnuo is a mirror.
Whatever you do, he does.
You take a step closer, and he takes a step forward;
You take half a step back and he disappears completely.
Occasionally, it will scratch your hand.
Until one day, the abyss threw a stone into the mirror.
The mirror was broken, and the same sentence was reflected in the fragments——
"You are my unique cloud."
Intention: Please give each other a little more trust