This was the first time he met such a girl, and he could smell the scent of infatuation at the first sight. The feeling was looming, and the moment it penetrated his chest, her grace was still graceful. He didn't take it seriously, but he never thought that the habitual ambiguous smile she gave him without hesitation when they first met would become a bewitching but inextricable poison throughout his life.
He had secretly vowed in his heart that he would make up for her with all his love and protection in the future, those long hours he was late for.
She said, I am still the same hedgehog, waiting for you to take me home.
However, he stood in front of another woman and abruptly cut off all his escape routes.
What kind of woman is she? She is beautiful but not seductive, possessing both ability and political integrity. She is generous and neat in everything she does. She is impeccably perfect and has a goddess-like existence. No matter how many men fall under her pomegranate skirt, they are still unmoved by her. I had always thought it was because her standards were too high and she refused to give in easily.
But who knew that it wasn't that she refused to give in, but that the man she was obsessed with gave up on her so easily and didn't give her a chance to give in.
And all he can hope for is that his good luck in meeting you will last a lifetime.
They have such humble wishes, but one is extremely insecure because of a lack of maternal love since childhood, and the other has been dependent on others since childhood. He looks innocent and ignorant, but his heart is too hard and calm. Therefore, the two people who are clearly in love become farther and farther apart due to repeated misunderstandings and slanders.
He and she have known each other for ten years, fallen in love for ten years, and been entangled for ten years, but they still didn't end well.