When they met when they were sixteen years old, Lan Yao looked back with a faint smile and was frozen in that sea of flowers. Lu Qingye looked at the silver-haired young man in the camera and was moved for the first time.
In the summer when they were twenty-four years old, they met again in the sea of flowers, the sea of flowers that belonged to them. The wind froze the two of them looking at each other. They were speechless. Lan Zhuo turned around and heard the words "I love you" after eight years. She couldn't hold back her tears. It was time to reunite, a reunion that belonged to them.
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Lu Qingye×Lan Zhu
A business genius with a long head, a soft heart, a soft mouth, and an arrogant person
When those eighty-eight letters were taken out of the mailbox of the old house, the eight-year-old shackles should be broken during the reunion.
"For the rest of my life, I, Lu Qingye, will only have love and no hatred for you."
"Then I, Lanzhuo, am waiting for your romance, your morning and evening, and your morning bell and evening drum."
Thunder
1. If you are not a clean person, please don't enter if you mind.
2. Elementary school students' writing style, please don't enter if you mind.
3. Contain personal settings, but do not raise the three views. Author, thanks
It's not easy to meet, thank you for reading!
Intention: We are destined to meet, as the sea of flowers said, I love you