I am eighteen years old this year.
This year, I fell in love with 26-year-old Yin Shuangchen. ——Shen Ren
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Yin Shuangchen followed Lin Xiao when he had nothing. For four years, what he got in exchange was disappointment and betrayal.
After this experience, she thought she would never believe in love again, until——
One rainy night, the boy was soaked in the rain. He had lost his maturity that did not match his age, and he cried desperately like a real boy downstairs. His voice broke through the rain curtain.
"Yin Shuangchen! I like you and it's not against the law. Why don't you let me like you! Why! I just want to be with you. It's none of my business what others say! I have nothing left. I only have you... You can't leave me! I won't let you leave me!..."
Please. Do not leave Me.
She was listening at the door, her face wet and hot.
There was a voice in her heart telling her: You have failed. You have failed completely with this boy who is eight years younger than you.
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It's been a long time.
It happened to be when Yin Shuangchen was at his most depressed, on a snowy night in a foreign land, on the streets of the city. She lowered her head and walked forward, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes suddenly appeared in her foggy vision.
"Yin Shuangchen."
She shuddered and looked up.
The boy back then has grown into a man. A successful man with a successful career.
He was dressed in black, almost blending into the night.
Those black eyes stared at her deeply, with a captivating magic.
With a sore nose, she avoided him and was about to leave, but was pulled into an embrace that was colder than a snowy night.
But there was a warmth like melting snow in his voice.
"Stop making trouble, okay."
"Let's go home."
"Go back to our home."
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Sibling love. He.
Intention: As long as you believe in love, one day, love will come to you across rivers and mountains, traveling thousands of miles away.