Zhuozhi

[Published, Weibo@green] In the car leaving Shouta Temple, she secretly kept his lighter under his nose. Half a month later, Cheng Zhuo, tired of the feasting and feasting, called Meng Tingzhi. "Ms. Meng, I am the owner." Mr. Cheng, who came from a famous family, was a good lover. He liked Meng Tingzhi, but that was all. Meng Tingzhi didn't want the car or the house, but only took Cheng Zhuo's broken watch. One day, Cheng Zhuo found a crumpled model test paper for No. 2 Of No. 14 Middle School in Meng Tingzhi's old book. Seven years ago, Class 7, Grade 3, Cheng Zhuo, scored 149 After graduating from college, Meng Tingzhi opened a personal art studio that was in slump. Her cold features could support her gaudy floral dress, and she carried a bunch of keys to collect rent every month. One day she received a phone call and Cheng Zhuo's voice was uncomfortably hoarse. "Meng Tingzhi, I am the owner." When Cheng Zhuo went abroad in his senior year of high school, Meng Tingzhi wrote him a letter in "Three Lives Have Letters". Many years later, on a wet and rainy day, Cheng Zhuo closed his umbrella and went into this bookstore near No. 14 Middle School, and answered a letter and sent it to the sixteen-year-old Mrs. Cheng. |Secret love comes true |The title of the book comes from "Fengtu Ji": "There is a heavy rain in June, named Zhuozhiyu." | Screenshot taken on 2021.5.20 Purpose: Always remain passionate about love