"No, is it true?"
"Really." Sheng Zhaoyu sighed, "Why did I lie to you?"
"Ouch."
Cheng Qingyan on the other end of the phone smiled inexplicably.
"Then you two really have a bad fate."
Sheng Zhaoyu never dreamed that he would meet Xu Mingxuan again in Xinjiang—at the bathroom door of the hotel room. He even opened the door himself.
... Well, it can be considered a reunion after a long separation.
It was because he didn't know how to chase people back then. The words of confession were said and the deeds were done, but in the end they chose to leave without saying goodbye.
After that, there was a gap of nine years. I thought I could forget it - until I actually saw Xu Mingxuan's face.
"I'm afraid I have to force you to share a room with us. I'm sorry."
Damn it, who cares, bad fate is fate.
This time Sheng Zhaoyu swore that he would never leave without saying a word again. But to his surprise, Xu Mingxuan actually walked towards him: "Help me lift my clothes."
One stumbled closer, the other half pushed and half dodged. It's like an empathy that is nine years late.
In the early stage, he is cheerful and plays straight. In the later stage, he is sinister but gentle and aggressive. He is cold, slow and emotionally stable but is actually very stubborn.
Hengbiao: two idiots
(The content about professional knowledge and professional background contains the author's beautification and even conjecture. I'm sorry if it's offensive. Thank you all, Haihan)
Intention: Be brave and love in time