It turns out that loving someone is like suffering from a disease. The disease becomes worse and worse over time, and you don't know whether it is the antidote or the cause of the disease.
Six years later, Jingzhan pushed open the creaking glass door again, and the person he had longed for was still sitting inside. Everything seemed to have returned to the starting point. The teenage boy thought he was escaping his fate, but he never thought that he was actually meeting a belated meeting.
"Why are you back?"
"I forgot to take something with me"
Ling Yihe raised his eyes and smiled lazily, "No."
"Yes"
My illness.
Tsundere, tough-tongued, black-faced, paralyzed attack ✖️Looking cool and lazy, but actually being soft and generous in heart
It's very delicious under the new year~
It's not a reunion
The author prefers to write interesting plots (maybe to catch a horse but try to avoid being bloody)
I wrote it in high school. I revised it and published it.
Intention: It's not that the county town can't retain people, it's that there are too many things that can't retain people.
It's not that they can't see the light, it's that any difference is not tolerated.
He thought he had escaped his fate, but he didn't know that he was waiting to meet him
Love is a disease that cannot be cured throughout life