Give Her a Bright Night

The next book "Amnesia Diary" and "Little Pot Lid" A hot-faced and cold-faced beautiful fairy vs. A possessive flower of the high mountain Copywriting: (Write slowly and update slowly) At the dinner, Lu Jia listened to her friends discussing the wedding show just now. Wen Keqing, who was wearing a green wedding dress, was a rising actor. Her every move was charming and she was a beauty in the world. "Lu Jia, what do you think?" At this time, the rookie happened to walk next to him. Lu Jia raised his eyes: "I think?" He held the unlit cigarette, turned his head slightly to look at the person, and said quietly: "He's a bastard." The atmosphere froze for a moment. Wen Keqing didn't care, she turned around and looked at him with a smile: "I am indeed." The friends laughed and reconciled, but after the dinner, they saw Lu Jia stopping Wen Keqing in front of the car door: "Why did you wear a green wedding dress?" "It's because of work." Wen Keqing raised his eyes and said, "It's inappropriate for Mr. Lu to have so many people quarrel with a bastard like me." "My identity?" Lu Jia chuckled, "What identity? The identity that was dumped by a bastard? Or..." "Even if you get dumped by a bastard, you still refuse to repent of your identity?" - It was a summer afternoon in a small town when I first met Wen Keqing. The girl was wearing a large T-shirt, lazily leaning on a chair outside the flower shop and taking a nap. Her green curly hair was hanging down. She was like a forest princess. She was so beautiful that the young Lu Jia was dazzled by this scene. So that summer, when the princess stretched out her branches towards him, he tried to imprison her in the human world. It was then and it is now. - [The thing Wen Keqing regrets most is provoking Lu Jia in high school. He destroyed all her persistence and stubbornness over the years. [Later she realized that the most fortunate thing for her was meeting Lu Jia. He gave her the most perfect fairy tale in her life, and sent her thousands of lights to keep the lights on every night. "She is like a rose in the desert. If I don't catch it, she will be drowned in the wind and sand." ——Lu Jia's diary. 1V1, double c, under the year (it's just a story, no need to take it seriously) Intention: The warm sun in the dark night pulls me to be positive