After Lin Qingchuan gambled on a face of makeup, he finally forced Zhu Sui to stop at a corner of the road.
She looked extremely embarrassed at this time.
As he ran all the way, Lin Qingchuan was breathing heavily, and his chest was heaving.
"What is love?"
Zhu Wei dug out all the malice in his heart and responded to Lin Qingchuan.
"Love means that even if you take half of my life, I will resolutely fall in love with you for the other half of my life."
Zhu Su looked away from the other side of the road, and did not dare to look at Lin Qingchuan again. He was so afraid that if he looked at it one more time, the decisiveness he had finally built up in his heart would fall apart again.
"Everything about you has become everything to me. It has become my life!"
Lin Qingchuan's eyes widened, and he suddenly burst into laughter, then turned and walked towards the other side of the road.
Her back was still charming, but she had never been as weak as she was today.
She never looked back.
Concept: Youth is a happy dream.