Zhao Zhuanji, a graduate student who studied "Yu Fu Zhi" in Chinese history, was taking exams when he happened to meet Yu Weisheng who was filming his first movie on a scorching afternoon. From then on, he fell in love with someone without looking back.
"Have you ever wondered whether your life would be easier without me?"
Zhao Chantiao paused, not caring that his hair was still wet. He sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at Yu Weisheng seriously with wide eyes, as if to confirm whether it was a joke or the truth.
Until Yu Weisheng raised the corner of his mouth.
Zhao Xuantiao lowered his head and said seriously: "Shall we talk?"
From the corner of his eye, he saw the little finger of Yu Weisheng's right hand raised slightly, and Zhao Buttercup's heart suddenly returned to its original position.
Seeing that Yu Weisheng was silent, Zhao Zhutiao raised his chin and said word by word: "Are you... Not satisfied with my service this time?"
Yu Weisheng was stunned and looked at Zhao Buttercup in disbelief.
"How long have we known each other?"
Seven years. "
"Two years together. Zhao Zhuji raised five fingers and said, "That means I have been chasing you for five years!" "
"Speaking of which, you liked me the first time you saw me? Yu Weisheng teased, "This love seems a bit frivolous, Teacher Zhao." "
Zhao Zhuji shook his head and sighed, "But the pursuit of you is steady and long. Beauty is misleading, beauty is misleading..."
Yu Weisheng's dark eyes were filled with a warm smile.
Ps: All likes are no secret. The pursuit is long and the sweet flow is long.