Xu Zhiyi first met Lu Wenqi on a hot summer day. She was lifted up and slipped onto the front bumper of his bicycle. She nervously turned on the faucet. In front of her was a pair of well-jointed hands. Her nose was filled with the smell of mint mixed with laundry soap. It smelled too good to be true.
The angle when he raised his head was against the light, and Xu Zhiyi could only see the corners of his raised lips. His whole person was dazzling and dazzling in the sun.
In a daze, Lu Wenqi's voice was lazy and a little unserious:
"Kid, hold on tight."
Later, on the day when Xu Zhiyi decided to give up on this long and bitter secret love, she recalled the first appearance and realized that her reflex arc was so long that it took her so many years to realize that the one she could hold on to was never Lu Wenqi.
You are a dream, a longing, out of reach, a wishful thinking, so I want to give up on you so that I can learn to love myself.
Gentle and stubborn × old scheming dog
Purpose: We should all be loved and free
