She is an evergreen vine that keeps winding despite the wind and rain. He was like the river flowing upstream, surging endlessly, just to hold her in his arms. When they were young, they were all ignorant boys and girls, and their budding feelings were heart-stopping. After the physical education class, I went to the canteen to buy water. Jiang Su was in line behind Shen Wanqing. He was so close that he could smell her scent. The fruity aroma was mixed with the fragrance of washing powder, which was unexpectedly harmonious. Jiang Su was a head taller than her, and when he lowered his head, he could see the top of her head. He could even see that the color of her headband was dark brown, with a small knot on it. For some reason, I remembered the scene that night when she came out with her hair loose. Hmm... I want to pick it. When we met again, he had long since lost all his tenderness, and his cold aura kept others away. He walked up to her in a straight suit and said, "Come back as soon as you're crazy enough, eh? Don't keep me waiting too long." The familiar ruthlessness made her want to surrender her arms almost instantly. The youthful years of the elegant female academic and the unruly male academic. The second collision between the wise female translator and the cool male consultant. Going around in circles, you can only be watered by me.