"A good horse never turns back?" Tian Rancai doesn't believe this. In her dictionary, doing whatever you want and letting nature take its course are the top priority. In other words, being entangled in small things and impulsive in big things. Zhou Er seems to be the complete opposite of her, emotionally stable and mild-tempered.
Tian Ran and Zhou Er knew each other since middle school, and quickly became familiar with each other under the catalysis of the carnival after the college entrance examination. Two people who had nothing to do with each other in middle school began a long-distance relationship in college. The two met for a short time and charmed each other through imagination. Also because of the short time they met, they ended their short love under the test of being in a different place and continued their lives without any contact.
Destiny is a novelist with an ups and downs. Their majors are completely unrelated, the top majors of the schools they attended are different, and the cities where the universities are located are even 500 kilometers apart. The two of them received an internship offer from the same company in their junior year. Fortunately, it was not a coincidence that they had the same teacher, otherwise Tian Ran would not know how to deal with his ex-boyfriend who had been removed from the list. Tian Ran did not choose to give up the offer. After all, the environment was becoming increasingly bleak, and it was not easy to have an internship experience with a decent background. When working on the project, Zhou Er added Tian Ran's WeChat account through the group chat, and moved here from the chat software next door. Tian Ran felt that the words he sent had an adult aura, and he pretended to start learning to speak some workplace slang.
One day, Tian Ran was sitting in front of the mirror looking regretfully at her round head that had been cut into a Dora. Zhou Er sent a message, "White rabbit, walking around. The clothes are not as good as new...". So, Tian Ran started to eat the grass that turned back in despair...
Intention: How to measure love, by behavior, practice or perception? Can love with misplaced needs continue?