When I was fourteen years old...
Master: Gui'er, go home and have dinner!
Jun Gui: How many times have I told you not to call me Gui'er (Gui'er)? You're talking nonsense!
When I was eighteen years old...
Jun Gui: Beauty, your bed is so comfortable, your food is so delicious, your flowers are so beautiful... By the way, beauty, what is your name?
Beauty: The building is full of flowers.
When I was twenty-two years old...
Elder: I have already ordered someone to hire someone at Wanmei Villa. I think we can prepare for the wedding soon.
Jun Gui: ... Wait a minute, you said... Wanmei Villa? ——Recruitment? ! ——Welcoming a bride? ! !
My name is Jungui.
The one who looks forward to your return, the one who looks forward to your return.
When I was fourteen years old, Master asked me, what do you want? I said, I want to go home.
When I was eighteen years old, Master asked me, what do you want? I say, live and go home.
When I was twenty-two years old, my eldest brother asked me, what do you want? I said, I want to go home, I just want to go home.
At home, someone is looking forward to my return. I promised that person that even if I die, I will die where that person can see me.
By the way, although I wanted to write about the intrigues, grievances, and hatreds of the Jianghu, but since the author himself is a novice and cannot write such a difficult, high-intelligence, and high-level novel, I'll just read it as a semi-white novel this time.
The main point is feelings, the secondary point is JQ, the sub-point is ambiguity, conspiracy... Is there such a thing?
In short, this is the process of a girl who wants to go home and wants to go home, but she keeps getting lost and watches various stories on the way.
As for whether you can go home in the end? --You guess? [Cover your mouth and snicker...
Friendly reminder: The male protagonist of this article has been determined, he is not the original character, and he appears very late ~ If you see any ambiguous plots while reading, please read silently: They are all hallucinations, all hallucinations, all hallucinations...