Shen Sheng has nothing else to pursue in his life, an operating table and Chen Zhe.
That time he stretched out his hand in the darkness and said to Chen Zhe: "Get to know me again, it's heavy."
He never expected that when they reunited again, it would turn out to be such a scene. He had rehearsed countless politeness and romantic confessions countless times, and finally ended up with him pressing Chen Zhe against the wall, unable to see anything, and still smelling of blood, which was incompatible with Chen Zhe's faint floral fragrance.
*"Want some pancakes?"
"I don't want to." Chen Zhe cut the flower branches.
"Why?" He hugged his waist heavily.
"Don't bite my ear." "Don't touch me." "Be careful of the impact."
"Think about it, can't you think about it!"
"Be good."
For Shen Sheng, all separations have been planned for a long time.
Little fool, I'm back.
Intention: For you, I am willing to repeat the same mistakes thousands of times