I originally wanted to write it in flashbacks and forward narration, but I felt that the pace might be very slow, so I thought about starting from the reunion and adding some interludes. If everything goes well, I would start it by the end of the year.
——"Why should the sun avoid you and give me a love that withers like a flower? Let me step on the wreckage of love to confess."
She pursues him frivolously and wantonly, not knowing whether this unabashed passionate emotion has hurt him.
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Wen Yan is unbridled, wild, and savage, with a flamboyant arrogance flowing in her bones, which matches her free soul and makes her whole person inherently dazzling.
This dazzling brilliance has aroused the admiration, favor and admiration of countless people. Naturally, there will be people who reviled, hated, watched and cursed in the dark.
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Born into a glamorous family, she was free to squander money and had countless confessors, but she could not like any of them, and she was even more tired of such an extremely boring life.
Until I saw that black figure pouring out like a warm stream of light on campus.
From then on, her pale youth burned with frivolous and wanton passion.
That person's name is - Zhan Jinxiao
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Everyone in S High School knows that the beautiful and arrogant school belle in the school has been chasing a poor boy recently, and she has done everything possible to persuade everyone to help her.
Wen Yan didn't understand, why was Zhan Jinxiao always so distant from her despite being gentle and reasonable to everyone?
Everyone is obviously eager to ask her to be their girlfriend, and she is almost attached to him, but he is actually indifferent?
Although he seems to hate her, he always helps her when she is injured and takes care of her when she is sick.
He obviously likes her!
She is determined!
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On the eve of graduation, Wen Yan brought a high-end car that she personally selected and participated in the design to him, and Zhan Jinxiao rejected her mercilessly in front of everyone.
She chased after him, questioning and pulling, not letting him go and forcing him to accept it.
But he would rather break the remote key than accept her gift.
That day, she shouted at that figure: "Zhan Jinxiao, don't regret it! I'm leaving, and I will never bother you again!"
He didn't look back. After his footsteps paused for a few seconds, his leaving figure was as indifferent and determined as before.
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A week later, Wen Yan boarded a plane to the United States. Everyone thought she had finally given up on the bastard who broke her heart.
Only she knows——
The scenery outside the cabin flashed by in a strange and bizarre way, and dizziness accompanied the brief darkness. I slowly clutched the hospital diagnosis sheet I had received not long ago in my hand.
Her pride, her courage, her frivolity, and her passionate love died down as early as the day she received the diagnosis sheet, and were consumed by his cruel indifference.
All that was left was a mutilated, abandoned body that she no longer had the strength to pursue.
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Many years later, when he returned to China and met again, Zhan Jingxiao had escaped the poverty and embarrassment he once suffered.
The moment the suit and tie stood in front of her, she flinched for a moment.
Turn around and want to escape——
But was pulled.
He stood behind her, his hot voice covering her ears, "Are you finally willing to come back?"
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She tempered her sharp edge, covered up her frivolity, and carefully retreated into her own confines, not daring to provoke him again.
This time, he pressed forward step by step, encircling her into his territory fanatically and decisively.
At this point, the secret thoughts of those years burst apart in the thick longing and water-like time.
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She was never the only one who was enthusiastic and frivolous.
It was always him who was driven crazy with desire.
Intention: frivolous and wanton youthful excitement and unrestrained love