She is unruly and has always stayed away from the crowd. She has a natural and unrestrained style that makes people feel at a loss.
It makes people feel sad.
She is a person who can leave at any time. She knows that she will leave, but she cannot predict when she will leave. She has always lived her life in her own way and left the world with indifference. Because she was exiled and never stopped, she was used to protecting herself.
He is the Chief Executive Officer of Volvo Cars in China, and he is very impressive.
Because of one stop, he and she had a one-night stand. One night later, she left, but he stopped.
Life, stop and go, come and go, everything is so calm.
Two months later, he met her again, and their lives intersected again.
Because of beauty? Or something else, he and she lived together without any distinction. Life is still the same, and she lives according to her own lifestyle after all.
Every day when the alarm clock pulled her out of Duke Zhou's house, he would always curse vaguely behind her and hold her tighter for no reason. She pressed the alarm clock with difficulty, trying to get out of his arms, but often as soon as she left, she would be held tightly by him again. Unexpectedly, he held her tighter. It took a lot of effort for her to break free from his arms. As soon as she left, she was dragged tightly by him again. He reluctantly rubbed his dry eyes and asked vaguely: "Where are you going?" There was a place in her heart that gradually became gentle...
The appearance of a woman made her realize that she was out of control. She has always been wandering and has always known how to control herself. Therefore, she couldn't bear to lose control of herself. So, she left, and he was the last to know. Because he had always been chased by others, he couldn't bear the neglect of others, but his stubbornness caused her to leave, and he searched like crazy.
Because I can't bear to leave, I can't be reconciled, I'm unwilling, I can't let go. So he decided to stop. He couldn't find her, so he had to wait quietly, waiting for her to come back to him.
For the first time, she will miss someone. She would actually miss him.
I frowned and nodded, but I still couldn't let go, so I had no choice but to follow my heart and come back.
When we meet again, the heat dies and the indifference reignites.
Many years later, she said to him: "I had to leave at that time, because if I was one step away, I would be close to love." Only one step away? Or maybe, his feelings are as delicate as dust...