He couldn't remember what he was doing the first time they met. He only remembered seeing her sitting in a daze on the steps in the square. She wore a white sundress with spaghetti straps and white canvas shoes. Her skin was so fair in the sunlight that it looked like carved jade. Back then, her hair didn't reach her chest, and it was as fluffy as seaweed. He watched her quietly. Her face was expressionless, and her features were so delicate that they seemed to form a whirlpool, pulling in his gaze and not letting it go. When he came to his senses, the lights had come on. Her leg seemed to have fallen asleep, and it took her several tries to stand. There were so many people around that she quickly disappeared from view.
The second time they met, he had completely forgotten that he'd seen her before. She had probably straightened her hair, and stood quietly beside An Ya. An Ya was a dazzling rose, while she was merely a daisy that hadn't yet bloomed. An unopened flower could only serve as a foil for An Ya, and he truly hadn't noticed her.
For Ji Baobei, admitting she loved him wasn't hard. It was only three words, after all. She had simply never dared to hope they could be together.
My article is great, I support it, but there are still some details that need to be dealt with! It may affect the long-term development of the family, so Ling Liu and Liu'er have been scattered for a long time. This is Zhuqing's penguin. I hope everyone can communicate more.