It was a small act of kindness at first, but I didn't expect it would bring so much trouble to Shi Qingshen. Zhou Xingyin definitely wanted to chase Shi Qingshen. The first time she saw him, she felt that there really was someone with a bright head in this world. After a fierce pursuit, she finally chased Shi Qingshen, a third-year graduate student. If there were no accidents, they might have been so enviable. But Shi Qingshen walked too fast, and he couldn't even hear her finish her words. He was not given the opportunity, so he came back from studying abroad two years later. He regretted deeply for what he had committed. The one who loved him the most in the world was Zhou Xingyin from the beginning to the end, but she was no longer Zhou Xingyin. A person named Zhang Rui met Shi Qingshen again. Was she her? Did she ever think about him in these years? . . . .
Shi Qingshen looked at Zhou Xingyin, who had neither a red face nor a sweet heart. It was obvious that she had come prepared, but he was unable to guard against it, and was speechless by her words. Facing Zhou Xingyin, who was lowering his head but still getting closer step by step. He was so panicked that he didn't have time to collect his emotions. He saw Zhou Xingyin's eyes getting closer and closer to him, and his breathing became closer and closer. He saw these eyes sinking deeper and deeper. Whether it was an act of consciousness or counter-consciousness, he lowered his head and kissed her.
Happiness came so suddenly. When Zhou Xunyin was about to take off happily, he pushed her away. Zhou Xunyin, who was still intoxicated, couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south. By the time she realized what she was doing, he had already disappeared.
"Senior Qingshan, your life is long, I will repay you slowly."