Others say that Song Lianfan is not worthy in this world, but Fang Weiran is stubborn and will never get out. Even if he knows that the person Song Lianfan likes is never him, he is still willing to be kind to him.
Fang Weiran looked at Song Lianfan like a speck of cinnabar in his heart. In Song Lianfan's eyes, Weiran was just mosquito blood on the white wall, which was an eyesore and could not be removed cleanly.
When Song Lianfan was thirsty, he would pass water to others; when Song Lianfan was hungry, he would skip school and go to the cafeteria to fetch food; for Song Lianfan's birthday, he would carefully decorate the hotel and drive him to run errands; Song Lianfan liked Ji Ruoqiong, so he and Ji Ruoqiong were brothers, and he was kind to others from the bottom of his heart; Ji Ruoqiong had a car accident, and Song Lianfan called him, and he rushed to the hospital overnight to give him a blood transfusion.
He is just cheap.
His love for Song Lianfan was stronger than that of Jin, and Song Lianfan's feelings for him were like a handful of ashes. He wouldn't feel bad if he blew them away, and he would still feel like the ashes dirty his hands.
Fang Weiran's love for Song Lianfan was fierce, until his heart stopped beating, and his feelings for Song Lianfan were completely over.
Fang Weiran opened his eyes and found that he was still alive. He was lying in an unknown room, and his body turned into that of a fifteen or sixteen year old boy. Since God intended for him to do it again, he must cherish it even if it is someone else's body.
[To put it simply, this is a story about him loving him, loving him, loving him even though he doesn't love him, and finally finding out that he has fallen in love with him when he no longer loves him. Is this a roundabout story? Just go around. HE]
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you