What would you say when you meet an old classmate you haven't seen in nearly ten years?
Haven't seen you for a long time?
What are you doing recently?
Wan Yu looked at the face less than one centimeter away from her palm, and her heartbeat stagnated, "You are sick, Shen Nanxing!"
After meeting again nine years later, Shen Nanxing still couldn't figure out why Wan Yu was so neurotic. In her eyes, being a classmate for twelve years was just a coincidence, and working in the same strange city many years later was also a coincidence. Shen Nanxing tilted his head and frowned slightly, looking at her in confusion. Although the other party didn't understand, he tilted his head and returned a bright smile.
Forget it, I just know.
Those who think they are in control of the situation have already been seen clearly, and those who appear easy-going and dignified are the hardest to get close to.
Wan Yu looks easy-going and friendly on the outside, but on the inside he is defensive and has a strong sense of self-esteem.
"What? Do you think I'm out of your control? Have you finally realized that what you thought you knew was actually wrong?"
Shen Nanxing handed out his hand tremblingly, "Don't let go of my hand."
The emotional line in the early stage, and the career line of the heroine in the later stage.
Tough and brave woman × mature and scheming man
Intention: Growing up among thorns