In this world, there will always be someone waiting for you somewhere, and sooner or later, you will meet them. If you don't get together in the end, it only means that he is not the person you are waiting for. It took Wen Chuqing four years to understand this truth. Fortunately, it was not too late. You are still waiting for me, never leaving. When you meet the right person, you will get the warmth of this life.
The boy in her memory was warm and simple, but time gradually erased the memory. Wen Chuqing felt that the memory had deceived her. Returning to five years ago, when the figure in front of her gradually overlapped with the figure in her memory, she realized that it had always been him.
Small Theater: "What are you doing here?" Wen Chuqing asked the stern man in front of her angrily. I just said one more word to that man, and you got angry with me. I couldn't get through the day, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt wronged. "Come and fuck you." As soon as he finished speaking, the tall figure pressed down. "Uh uh... You bastard..." Listening to the accusation of the woman in front of him, the man sighed, hugged the woman in his arms, and put his head on the woman's neck, "Why did I fall into your hands, A Qing, be obedient, I just don't worry..." I don't trust that I can really keep you. "Okay, be good, can I only talk to you from now on?" The woman's gentle words touched the man's heart, "Yeah." A smile of success appeared on the corner of her mouth, and he knew that A Qing was easy to be soft-hearted, and the bitter trick was the most effective.