Qi Yue, who was admitted from a small town, concealed her inferiority complex, sensitivity, and cowardice. She secretly liked that boy who was as charming as the moon and as magnanimous as the sun for three years.
But goodbye, the once high-spirited and dazzling boy suddenly fell into the abyss and was covered in mud.
That night, Qi Yue stood at the entrance of the dark alley, listening to all kinds of obscene words coming from inside, blinking her dry eyes and feeling angry.
She walked straight over and took off her coat. The girl's milky white skin is particularly dazzling in such dim light, like a mixture of black and white.
"It's better to choose her than me."
After a long time, there was a snap sound, and scarlet flames ignited. Qin Nanyang squinted his eyes and blew out a smoke ring. "I didn't hear you clearly, please say it again."
Qi Yue's eyes instantly turned red.
Qin Nanyang pulled up her clothes and left a message. "It will be windy at night, children, please go home early."
Later, an anonymous message on the S forum quickly reached the top spot.
Hua Qiyue from the Department of Foreign Trade openly expressed her love for Qin Nanyang, a swinger from the Department of Finance.
People who eat melons: Do beautiful women only care about their faces?
Brothers, see you on the rooftop tonight.
Let's bet, Qin Nanyang doesn't like this relationship. If the two of them are together, I will stand on my head and eat sex.
One day, the photography department took a photo of Qin Nanyang sending Qi Yue back to her dormitory. The man's usually expressionless eyes had warmth for the first time, perhaps it should be called doting.
Someone, the brother before Aite, asked him to live broadcast eating.
Some bet their romance wouldn't last more than a month.
However, to everyone's disappointment, one month, two months, three months later, they were still together. Just when everyone was about to bless the couple, news suddenly spread that the two had broken up.
At the age of sixteen, Qi Yue wrote in her diary, "In the name of a passing guest, I wish you peace and safety."
At the age of nineteen, Qi Yue wrote in her diary, "I wish the sun would hang high in the sky and never fall, even without me."
The secret love that no one knew about finally ended in the winter of December.
Secret love comes true
Intention: There are countless lights on the road of life, but that light is the most special. Even if it will eventually leave, at least it has illuminated you.