Song Ruan is not as warm as his name, his eyes are covered with light mist, and his peripheral vision is blurred. Seventeen-year-old Song Ruan is not as gorgeous as she was eight years later, but with her slutty smile, she is the warmest light in Jiangge No. 1.
Jiang Lin had been a child since he was a child, and was thrown into a heap of tigers and wolves by his grandfather to grow up. He was left in a poor family and lacked an education. He grew up well and had a bit more masculine temperament than an average-sized boy. Of course a boy of eighteen or nineteen thinks he is handsome.
Song Ruan lived with his mother since he was a child. His mother Ruan Yun's beauty was so attractive that the rumors never disappeared. Later, her mother met a very good person --- Song Ming. He brought a young son with him, named Song Chao. That boy was very messy.
Will time erase the damage? The hurt is like a barb. Trivial matters fill up the time, and there is a dull pain. If there is no one around, I will take a deep dive without getting tired of it.
Intention: companionship, growth, youth, time, forgiveness