I think back to those days in the small town of Lianyin, we held hands little by little. You were a monk and you didn't shave your head, and I was a bandit and took advantage of you.
Four years ago, we said goodbye with tears and little lies.
We meet again after a long separation, and you are actually a prince, so what if I am a princess?
A sad story as the title suggests: "We are rich and noble, but we are jealous of each other"~
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The serious copy is here:
The little prince in the monk's temple x the princess of the southern region in the bandit's den
When they first met, the little bandit was mesmerized by the beauty and moved her buttocks upwards. The little prince was too lazy to pay attention to her, so he just gave her a perfunctory prevarication, and then left indifferently. The little bandit was so angry that he fainted the man, and then "kindly" shaved the head of the "fake monk". The little prince woke up, his hair was gone, and the culprit was still crying, he was really tired.
After we said goodbye without saying goodbye, the two cowards deceived each other through letters for four years, but they met awkwardly on the way to their hometown...
The childhood sweethearts misunderstand each other and have a two-way secret love. They always switch seamlessly between ruthless and coward. It really won't fall off or reveal it quickly, but it will be very sweet.
Intention: Move forward hand in hand with hope.
