The longest thing Song Qishan did was to wait for Meng Xiangxiang to finish school. From kindergarten to middle school, Meng Xiangxiang always moved slowly. He waited for decades.
Therefore, wherever Meng Xiangxiang is around, you can often see a tall young man with unusually handsome features.
The peach blossom eyes are like stars, with long eyelashes like cicada wings, and the pupils are bottomless pure black. Only when the small figure breaks in, the cold and stern eyes will show a bit of softness. Along with the falling cherry blossoms, the young man under the big cherry blossom tree in front of Qingyi Middle School is always waiting +...+...
For Meng Xiangxiang, although Song Qishan was handsome, his neighbor who had been facing him since childhood was not as handsome as others said, with a jade tree facing the wind. Instead, he picked her feet, sneezed, and grabbed her snacks.
"How is it possible? We grew up together, what do we like or dislike?" Meng Xiangxiang patted his chest and explained to Xu Wei, "He is my brother, the neighbor who grew up together. He is not as disgusting as they say."
"She originally thought this love was disgusting." Song Qishan decided to hide this love in his heart at that time, and it was great to accompany her silently.
It's a pity that time has changed, and the company of childhood sweethearts is always no match for a stunning encounter in youth.
Destiny separated them for 4 years. When they met again, they were no longer naive and finally saw clearly what was in each other's hearts.
Little do they know that fate has not been kind to them. The 18 years they have spent growing up have been stolen time.
After all, they can only hold on to the memories that belong to each other and live their own lives.
Intention: Meng Xiangxiang regretted her love for Song Qishan, but it was too late