Drowning in Youth

[The full text has been completed, and the simplified version has been signed for publication. The progress can be found on Weibo @] [The next book is "Winter Night Reply", click on the author's column to receive it in advance. First-rate manners, second-rate appearance, third-rate birth. In the year when Zhuo Qing married Ji Siyu, rumors spread throughout Shanghai, surprising many people and making countless girls eager to embrace the ideal of "turning a sparrow into a phoenix"; With such a reputation, when it was time to leave, she only carried a small 18-inch suitcase and walked happily on top of the afterimages of the girls' broken dreams. Ji Siyu watched her leave in the rain from a distance. After a long time, the umbrella tightly clenched in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the umbrella bones broke apart. * Seven years later, it was still the same rain, and it was still the same two people. She remained calm and composed, and kept the traces of her youngest son in the family without leaking any information. The Zhilan Yushu that grew up like a single seedling in this generation of the Ji family seemed to be immersed in water. His forehead hair was drooping down, and raindrops were running down the tips of his hair. The white shirt underneath was stained with wet spots, making him extremely miserable. He said: "I didn't look for you." "I know," she said. A noble, cold, big-tailed wolf × an ordinary good girl who is vain and gentle The bloody love story of little Cinderella and the Black Knight. - Lone Star Leng Yue, she just loved him for one more night - 1v1 remains unchanged. Weibo@a ringerjiu * "Winter Night Reply" Please pre-order~=W=, the copy is as follows: Every graduation season, classmate records are always a hot seller. So when she graduated from high school, Xie Lin also bought a copy at the instigation of her younger brothers and handed it out to others to fill in. After the lunch break, I quickly received a stack of filled-in "reply letters." However, among the many girls who expressed their love, there was only one who was particularly ignorant. In the message column, he wrote: "Xie Lin, I wish you a bright future in your studies and a bright future." The words are earnest to the point of being comically earnest. He immediately took out the list of classmates, crumpled it and threw it into the trash can. The student on duty who was responsible for taking out the garbage was named Chi Xue. He cleaned the garbage very cleanly that day. * God is wise, he has failed to meet high expectations, and his future is indeed not promising. Instead, he stepped into the quagmire. Twenty years after his dream, he resigned from the police force and lived in a dilapidated public housing building. An old injury relapsed in the middle of the night, and I had to brave the heavy snow to seek help from the shabby little clinic downstairs across the street. The desk lamp in the room flickered on and off, and the doctor who was filling in medical records at his desk raised his face, looking calm and sober. Seems like I've seen it somewhere. "Name?" She asked him. "... Xie Lin." The room quickly became silent until the only sound left was the scratching of the pen tip on the page. He suddenly said: "You actually know this is the solution." She made a move. Suddenly he looked at each other blankly. However, Xie Lin's expression was still silent, with a slight frown. Ten years later, she still felt ashamed in his eyes. * "His eyes suddenly fell on the blue vase on the desk in front of him. The vase was empty. For the first time in years, it was empty on his birthday. No flower arrangements. He was horrified: it seemed as if an invisible door was suddenly opened, and the cold draft blew into his quiet room from another world. He felt death, he felt immortal love. " ——Stephen Zweig, "Letter from a Strange Woman" Purpose: Love makes us better people.