Wen Shuzhi met Xu Yi for the first time.
The man was wearing a black sweatshirt and black jeans. His tall peach blossom eyes glanced around casually, sharp and indifferent, with no expression on his face, like an iceberg that lasted ten thousand years.
Then Wen Shuzhi, who had a hand full of acrylic paint, threw the paint onto Xu Yi's pure black sweater.
Everyone dared not breathe. The man sighed and said it didn't matter.
Wen Shuzhi usually despises people who are arrogant, but what she didn't expect was that this aloof man also had another side that no one knew about -
"Girlfriend, give me a hug."
"What will I do if you leave?"
"I'm in a normal mood, and my girlfriend ignores me."
"I have no inspiration lately. My girlfriend is too cold to me. She doesn't love me anymore. TUT."
Intention: Perseverance is victory.