He'd been outstanding since childhood and was used to being the child everyone admired. His arrogance was a disguise, hiding his refusal to bow before the flame burning in his heart.
He didn't know where or when he'd fallen in love with her. It seemed to have happened a long time ago. By the time he realized he loved her, he was already halfway there.
Somewhere he never noticed, she'd quietly grown up. They were childhood sweethearts, yet they were as distant as strangers. The innocent love of youth couldn't withstand the iron wall forged from arrogance and prejudice.
At their wedding, Chen Yan asked Chang Xiaoxiao,
"Xiaoxiao, do you know the temperature on the surface of the sun?"
"5,770 degrees."
Some guests were amazed that she knew, while others secretly laughed at the bride for being so clueless about romance.
"Being near you used to feel warm. Now I'll be burned to ashes," Chen Yan said with a faint smile.
Hold tight and don't cry! It's a long road to the street