The first time I met him was in winter. Maybe, it's strange to say this, but of course, after all, at this time, I was just a baby waiting to be fed in my mother's arms. That year, she was 1 year old and he was 3 years old. They come from two different families, but they come together somehow. They know that they are not related by blood, but they dare not tell their feelings.
Xiao Jiang Mu sat back on the chair, listening to his parents and brother chatting about home affairs. He looked down and saw a few more corn and pork dumplings in the bowl. Xiao Jiang Mu smiled even more happily. He leaned into Jiang Chao's ear with a smile and said, "Brother, you are so handsome today." That year, she was 6 years old and he was 8 years old.
Jiang Mu looked puzzled at the person he had been getting along with day and night. He seemed so strange. He was usually as gentle as jade, doting on her and loving her. His eyes became moist for some reason, and he couldn't see clearly the expression of the beauty standing next to him. Jiang Chao stretched out his hand to touch her face, but she backed away in disbelief... She was 18 years old that year and he was 20 years old.
In the dim bar, Jiang Mu blushed, and in front of everyone, she reached out her hand, hooked his shoulder, and shouted drunkenly, "Brother, take me home." She was 20 years old and he was 22 years old.
Jiang Chao's eyes were the prettiest and most beautiful in Jiang Mu's impression. When he was a child, Jiang Chao's eyes were as shining as diamonds. Later, they were as warm and moist as water, but began to dim and become deeper.
Intention: The most difficult love to break.