"She is bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh, and without her by my side, I would never be happy for the rest of my life."
"Gu Yiyao, is this all you have? What's so good about her Su Xiangyi? Does she make you look like she's dying?" Lu Yanchen pointed at the decadent person in front of him, without any of the previous high spirits, and with a dazzling pride and confidence.
Lu Yanchen didn't understand. It was just Gu Yiyao's first love. The key was that the woman still had a childhood sweetheart in her heart. How could such a woman be worthy of such an outstanding brother?
At that time, Lu Yanchen had not yet experienced that loving someone can make you as proud as the scorching sun, but can also make you humble as dust.
Gu Yiyao, who is proud of himself, is no exception.
The exquisite dice is decorated with red beans, and I miss you deeply.
When Gu Yiyao searched all over Jiangcheng and Nancheng but couldn't find Su Xiangyi, he realized what it meant to know lovesickness deep in one's bones.