In his most chaotic days, Lu Jianian let a girl named Meng Zhizhi see through him.
He didn't want to open up, and she didn't want to get to the bottom of it. It is mutual redemption and mutual love.
"Meng Meng, do you want to bet?"
"I won't bet, I only believe in you." Meng Zhizhi had just arrived at the KTV and saw the young man nestled in the corner. The moment she opened the door, the young man looked in the direction of his sight, narrowed his eyes carelessly, and then looked away. The friend next to him was about to hand over the wine. He moved his body and reached out to take it. Lu Jianian's hand was slender, but exceptionally white, and the veins on his hand were obvious. Meng Zhizhi paused, then quietly walked in and sat next to the young man. "I'm sorry..." Meng Zhizhi whispered in the young man's ear. Lu Jianian's eyebrows jumped, and he turned his head to stare at the blushing girl. The girl was really pretty, and the crystal clear mouth under the big watery eyes looked particularly attractive. His throat felt hot, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Huh? What about you?" How should I be compensated?" Lu Jianian specifically emphasized the word "compensate". Meng Zhizhi's cheeks turned red. Fortunately, the KTV lights were dim and he couldn't tell. Just as he was about to lie back down, the girl grabbed his collar and kissed him.
"Then I'll go back and make it up to you, okay?"
Purpose: Mutual salvation