Bo Minghao was about to turn eighteen that year.
He mustered up the courage to sit astride Hua Zhuo: "I love you."
"Get off! No matter how dirty the entertainment industry is, I will never deal with you." Hua Zhuo's voice was cold and hard.
"It's not a deal! I really want to be with you..."
Hua Zhuo pushed him away and raised the corner of his mouth in a mocking tone: "Did Haiming's director teach you this? Your methods are still so despicable."
Indecent abuse... Minghao choked up when he spoke harshly to him for the first time.
Minghao said tremblingly: "It has nothing to do with the entertainment industry. I fell in love with you from the first hug you gave me, the first guitar, the first birthday party, the first performance..."
"That's enough! Do you think I have a good temper?" Hua Zhuo interrupted him ruthlessly.
"Yes! Except for that time, you have never scolded me."
"Because you have always been very sensible..." Hua Zhuo couldn't bear to continue this confrontation and reached out to rub his wet hair: "Isn't it good for us to go back to the past?"
"Can you not get married?"
"..." Hua Zhuo's hands stiffened.
"Love is inherently beautiful when you can't help it..."
After Minghao finished speaking, he turned around and left, even forgetting to take the guitar...