Infatuation Trap

The full text is completed, please accept the follow-up articles "Give Me a Morning Star" and "Limited Sunset" ~ The column "Magic Didn't Give Up on You" by Aiden HP fan is being serialized for free. . Twenty-six-year-old Meng Zhiwei lost her memory in a car accident, and her mental age returned to that of sixteen years old. She felt like yesterday she was a carefree rich girl. Today, she closed and opened her eyes, and there was so much information that she couldn't bear it. What? My dad passed away? How? What? Are there several different versions of my dad's decision on how to distribute the family property when he died? What? Four men... Claimed to be her fiancé at the same time? Meng Zhiwei looked at the four men standing in front of her, feeling confused and blank. . Handsome and wealthy business elites, romantic and considerate upstarts in the arts, well-known movie stars, poor and proud young wolf dogs, everyone claimed that they had made a vow to be together with her before she lost her memory. Of these four men, one had a long-planned plan, one was impromptu, one had an old grudge with her, and the other just wanted to keep her safe, and each of them was lying. Meng Zhiwei dug out an unsent letter at home, notifying who would attend her engagement party. She revised it over and over again, and her intention was clear, but the name of the recipient was not written on it. Who is the companion she wants to get engaged with? Who is her unspoken sweetheart? Meng Zhiwei gradually discovered from clues that in the past ten years, she had been silently and long-term in love with someone, never confessing it to her mouth, but never letting go. She wants to clear away the fog, clarify the truth, put everything back on track, and then find this person. . Reading guide: 1V1, SC, soft spot, don't buy stocks, the male lead has been decided . ———————— The daily updates are good, and the healing articles are sweet. If you like it, please collect it. 1V1, SC, soft spot To contact the author, please go to Weibo @ run ———————— . ———————— Continuation text: "Give Me the Morning Star" ———————— . "Later, everyone said that I was precious, dazzling, and sparkling, but my star was once stepped into the mud and waited for a long time for a miracle, and finally it rose again in your palm." . Ning Yaoxi became famous on the Internet for her supporting role in a movie at the age of fifteen, and she wanted to sign her to the entertainment company to get a head start. Everyone said that she was about to embark on a dazzling stardom. Only Qi Yun, a fledgling agent at the time, took one look at her and said that she was on the wrong track. Eight years later, Qi Yun and the artists he led turned against each other, stirring up half of the entertainment industry. However, Ning Yaoxi has become a thirty-eight-line loser who has been out of fashion for many years. She is in huge debts. The company has clearly informed her that she will not renew her contract and will soon return to her ordinary life. When Qi Yun stopped her from recommending herself, Qi Yun looked her up and down and asked casually: "Why, because I just got rid of a smart-aleck snobbery, I seem to be willing to sign something innocent and sweet?" "I am not the artists you led before." Ning Yaoxi said, "Five years ago you said in an interview that your dream was to personally bring out a peerless superstar who would reach the top of the entertainment industry. I think this person should be me." . Walking side by side, achieving each other's achievements, the flames of war are born from now on, and we start to be queens today. . Later, when Ning Yaoxi became famous, she was asked about her relationship with Qi Yun during an interview. Ning Yaoxi smiled and said: "I am the only one who can sell Qi Yun and let him worry about whether my sale is worth it." Qi Yun, who was sitting next to her, had a reputation as a ferocious and powerful ghost, resounding throughout the circle. At this moment, everyone in the studio was looking at him in surprise as if he had seen a ghost. His expression did not change and he pretended not to hear. "From the day he became my agent, he became one of my own." Ning Yaoxi said, "He is my knight and my confidant." . He overcame obstacles for me and was invincible for me. This bright future in life is only complete if we walk side by side with you. . ———————— Continuation text: "Limited Sunset" ———————— . Jiang Sitang was so unconscious when he was doing the questions that he felt hopeless and angry. He asked Chen Ziyu angrily: "Tell me, how much will it cost before you are willing to transplant your brain to me? I have the money, just ask me the price." Chen Ziyu buried his head in the mountains and seas and said without raising his head: "Then you have to clear out the useless mush in your brain first, otherwise there will be no place to put the knowledge I transplanted." Unless we go back to the drawing board and rebuild it, isn't it completely hopeless? Jiang Sitang sighed and knocked his head on the table in despair. . "Chen Ziyu, there is a gap of three hundred points between me and you." She said, "I'm trying hard, but it's too difficult and too late. If I make some progress, you will go further forward. It seems that I will never be able to catch up." Chen Ziyu's pen tip was still moving, and his tone was light: "Isn't there a three million difference between you and me? It's a huge disparity, and it's very urgent. Even if I stop even a little bit, I always feel like it's too late." . Ah. Jiang Sitang shook his head: "But actually, not only do I not have the three hundred points, but I also don't have the three million. Our family..." "I know." Chen Ziyu interrupted her, looked down at the test paper, and said calmly, "But I want you to have these." . At dusk before self-study at the age of seventeen, Jiang Sitang lay on his desk and saw the most beautiful sunset in his life. The slanting light coated Chen Ziyu with a warm halo. He leaned toward her with the future in mind, and the tip of his pen blossomed on the test paper. . A scholar from a poor family × a poor student from a wealthy family × a good boy from another family × a rumored bad girl The age of innocence, slow time, small town stories, walking through the turbulent youth, holding hands to spend the morning and dusk There is no description of love and intimacy before adulthood. . Mission: Love and courage can overcome all difficulties.