Ning Yao had someone he had liked for a long time, so he went to attend an alumni gathering when he returned to China.
However, because he was late, he heard him ask before opening the door: "Who is Ning Yao?"
In just four words, the joy that could have risen was suddenly extinguished before it had time to spread, and all the joy disappeared in an instant.
She turned around and ran to get drunk to congratulate the end of her secret love. When he was drunk, he vaguely saw a figure that looked very much like him.
Under the influence of alcohol, she decisively reached out to grab the man, and patted his face like a slut: "How about spending one night with your sister, who will pamper you?"
In order to meet the person he misses, Lin Xiangqian specially postponed his work to attend the party. After waiting for a long time, I found that the person who came was not the girl I had been thinking about for several years. It suddenly dawned on him that the name he heard back then was not hers.
Not wanting to stay any longer, he went out and walked into the tavern in despair.
At this time, Lin Xiangqian, who had just been pulled away, looked at the person he had been waiting for all night: "..."
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There are few things in Lin Xiangqian's life that he is not sure about. Whether his brother's physical condition is good or not is one thing, and whether Ning Yao loves him or not is the second thing.
How many years he couldn't find her, so how many years he missed her silently.
Lin Xiangqian's long-planned plan was suddenly interrupted when he accidentally learned that Ning Yao had a secret love for Bai Yueguang hidden in his heart. Instead, he pressed on her step by step and tried every possible means to get her to marry him.
One day later, Ning Yao leaned in Lin Xiangqian's arms and asked him when he fell in love with her.
The man stared at her for a few seconds and kissed her deeply. He had really loved her for many years.
If you really want to say it, the beginning must be: Once upon a time, from the first time they met.
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Ning Yao didn't expect that her star would fall on her head when she was twenty-seven years old.
What's more, I didn't expect that the stars were always there, but they didn't speak.
Intention: Love has its own will
