One year is neither long nor short.
Xuanrui, who had just ended a relationship, left the city where she had stayed for a year and went to the ancient city of Xi'an, where she met Li Musen, who was also from the north. The two of them walked around Xi'an together for a few days. On the day they left Xi'an, a familiar phone call made Xuan Rui's heart tighten...
"Little sister, I went to see a friend today and saw Jiang Bai in his hospital. He asked about you."
"Is he sick?"
"That's right, my friend majored in psychology in college."
Pessimism gathers a glass of wine and travels thousands of miles from north to south and east to west.
The summer in the south is obviously very hot, but it feels cold at this moment.
"After this drink, we will never meet again."
"Okay."
The winter in the Northeast is too cold, but the house is as warm as summer.
Xuan Rui held up the wine glass, her face neither red nor white: "After drinking this glass of wine, you will be my boyfriend!"
The man opposite had slender fingers and well-defined joints. He was holding a beer glass with an unhidden smile on his lips: "Then should we have a drink?"
Intention: If you can, please believe in yourself and love life.