Some people say that it takes ten years of practice to pass by, but a hundred years of practice takes one to look back. I wonder if some god was drunk and directly helped them hold the red thread, allowing them to meet in the sea of thousands of people.
After meeting her, his gray head was no longer gray, and his colorless life became colorful. He knew that love was sweet most of the time, no longer bitter, and he was no longer the melancholy and sullen boy.
After meeting him, she believed that there really was that person in the world who you would never forget once you saw him; his heart would really beat like a drum as shown on TV; happiness could be as simple as following him and being satisfied just watching him.
She said, "She likes boys who are steady, have substance, do things silently and don't talk much, are shockingly handsome, and have super high emotional intelligence." He said without blushing at all, "This is me." She said, "Wei Chuyan, don't you talk a little bit?" After that, he tried hard to find a topic, but when he couldn't do it, he apprenticed himself to a teacher.
Concept: sweet love, based on mutual understanding between both parties. We have a hot and beautiful heart for each other. In our youth, all the little thoughts I had were for you and only you. Thank you for meeting us, let us bravely pursue our buttery first love! Emotionally, you must rather be lacking than excessive, and always maintain a childlike innocence. I believe that the God of Love will definitely patronize you!