".... Can you?" The words of request were filled with cold wind, which was very similar to her unyielding character, "Cross the road with me."
Jiang Yi put his hand on the car window and put his face close to the person outside the window, his posture was lazy, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved.
There was an element of deliberate teasing in what he said, squeezing and rubbing her weak spot that she had grown up with.
"Then please, please."
Xia Jiu looked at him in silence, the wind ruffling the hair on her forehead.
"A man can bend and stretch." He paused, stretched out his hand to help her with her hair, and spoke softly, as if he was kindly reminding her, "Please ask your ex-boyfriend to accompany you across the street. It won't be embarrassing."
Xia Jiu: "...."
Someone asked Gu Jiahai: "The three of you grew up together. Theoretically, you and her can be considered childhood sweethearts."
He said: "The concept that they are a couple is engraved deep in my soul."
"?"
Gu Jiahai said calmly: "You don't understand. When we were children, we played in the Peach Garden and became sworn brothers. I just went home to get some peaches. When I came out, I
I saw that these two people were already paying homage to each other. "
"...."
Concept: A little story in a dream, a little stubbornness in reality