Guan Ruoxi was once a carefree, innocent girl. Six years later, she returned to her homeland, transformed into a mature, gentle woman. When she saw Wei Chengdong again, the man she had once loved dearly, who had shared her youth, the pain overwhelmed her.
Wei Chengdong went from looking at her with indifference to keeping her at arm's length. She couldn't see into his heart, and in this contest called love, she kept advancing and retreating.
It turned out that ever since her return, she had fallen into a conspiracy. Everyone wanted that one thing: the Red Bean Stone!
P.S. To clear things up, I realized this story isn't dark. I didn't understand the genre back then, and now I can't change it. It's a serious drama. Although the heroine's love life is full of twists and turns, the ending will definitely be happy!
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She always thought it didn't matter, but she didn't expect that she still cared about it.
We are not suitable. What a sad sentence. . . . . .
In the face of love, no one is selfish
But sometimes time is the biggest problem, and he is not sure whether he can win the time. .
Liao Fan glanced at her and said, "Yanran, people, the more you know, the less happy you are. Only by living in confusion can you be happy."
"Mi, I have never said that meeting you is the greatest happiness in my life. 'It is easy to buy money, but it is hard to find a friend.' Thank you!" Give it to you and me
"Ruoxi, he is no more. My life is smooth and I am very satisfied. Some things, once lost, can never come back. Ruoxi, no matter what happened six years ago, it has gone with the wind. If you still love him, promise me not to hurt yourself, okay?"
Some people say that only after loving and hating, and vigorously, can life be perfect. But how many people can bear the pain after perfection? Most people who say this have not experienced the pain of love. How do they know that the wounds suffered cannot be healed?
To truly love someone is to give without regrets. Maybe your efforts will be rewarded, or maybe your efforts will be worthless.
She originally thought that she would hate him very much when she saw him again, but it had been too long, and she had no strength to hate him anymore. When she saw him again, she was left with only inexplicable sentimentality and discomfort, for a youth full of scars. This person has been sealed in my memory and I don't want to see him again.