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Young love | Marriage first, love later | Reunion after separation | Reunion after long separation | Secret love comes true
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"There is a person in the story who is always in love with you. He is always in love with you. He is somewhere you can't see."
Tan Yizhao, who was evaluated by his friends as a thousand-year-old wood, returned to the small town where he used to live because of a ridiculous agreement when he was 27 years old. He also took the key and entered the door of Zhuma's house, which he had not contacted for six years.
She came for a bamboo horse contract marriage.
But this relationship took a strange direction later on... Why did Zhuma always agree to all her requests? Why do you say "my wife" without changing your expression? Why does it feel so natural to hold her hand?
And why on a night when she was scared of thunder, he coaxed her into his bed so naturally, stuffed her in a confused way, and the sound on his head sounded like a grown man's deep voice——
"Aren't you scared too, Zhao Zhao?"
There is a ghost.
It seems like this person has a premeditated plan.
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After a while.
The two of them talked about it and sat on the sofa on a rainy day watching a literary film recommended by Wang Hengzhi.
The more I looked at her, the more I felt something was wrong. The director's light and shadow, and some specific scenes, were actually similar to the paintings she made when she was young.
"Why do you like literary films?" She couldn't help but ask this straight man from science and engineering.
The boy who had turned into a man tilted his head, his eyes filled with lingering affection that had lasted for many years, and was extremely affectionate.
"His movies are very similar to the paintings you used to draw. I will watch his movies when I miss you... But I miss you too many times."
So that it can be adjusted to exactly which frame.
It turned out that it was not a sudden love as she thought, but Wang Hengzhi's seventeen-year secret love came true.
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I have never forgotten the memories of more than ten years with you, bit by bit.
Two years apart in age, a good family husband but a low-energy sweetheart × a high-energy childhood sweetheart who experiences life
Other reading guides:
1. The present and past are intertwined. The present is the year title and the past is the text title.
2. Both the male and female protagonists had partners in the past, and it was not their first love.
3. Easy and daily oriented, not long in length
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Intention: When the grapes are ripe first, you have to wait and wait and wait.
Reader comments
The whole article is quite cute, but it's a pity that the world ends once the relationship is confirmed. Although there is a lot of inappropriate content in the front, which is very embarrassing, I still want to have more sweet daily content after marriage. The end of the text also feels a bit abrupt.
But the interaction between the two of them is really cute. The Ice Cream Self-Strategy and Tsundere + Confidence are very cute, and the attack is also very funny [crying with laughter]
Finished spreading flowers [spreading flowers]
5555 I really still want to read it. It's just that people have become Buddhas as they get older, so don't give up on this book. It can be updated every year [crying]
The whole article is quite cute, but it's a pity that the world ends once the relationship is confirmed. Although there is a lot of inappropriate content in the front, which is very embarrassing, I still want to have more sweet daily content after marriage. The end of the text also feels a bit abrupt. But the interaction between the two of them is really cute. The Ice Cream Self-Strategy and Tsundere + Confidence are very cute, and the attack is also very funny [crying with laughter] Finished spreading flowers [spreading flowers]
5555 I really still want to read it. It's just that people have become Buddhas as they get older, so don't give up on this book. It can be updated every year [crying]