Xie Chuning, a frail and beautiful young master of the Xie family, met a person he could only see in his dreams at his coming-of-age ceremony.
"My name is Zhu Baiyuan"
Zhu Baiyuan stared at Xie Chuning with his dark green eyes, and finally said in a voice so quiet that only each other could hear him.
"Fate lasts only a hundred years, how do you feel about seeing each other again?"
Xie Chuning was stunned for a moment, and Zhu Baiyuan smiled warmly.
"Forgot, you don't remember."
The man in a suit and leather shoes turned around and blended into the crowd. When Xie Chuning regained consciousness, he was gone.
And when he touched his fair cheek, he found that tears had already fallen from his eyes.
"A hundred years?"
A hundred years ago, the advent of new ideas triggered a generation of young people to have heated discussions and fight against the old era.
And Xie Chuning, also known as Jiang Chuning, as a young master who returned from studying abroad, promoted these new ideas with this generation of passionate young people.
At the same time, the young master of the Zhu family was attracted, and Zhu Baiyuan also participated.
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Zhu Baiyuan (attack) x Xie Chuning (receive)
"You've been searching for me for a hundred years, but you still remember me?"
"Fate is so fleeting, I vaguely remember that you look very much like my sweetheart, so you have to marry me and be my sweetheart."
Intention: new ideas, new youth
