That year, fourteen-year-old Xia Juyang met thirteen-year-old Xie Jilin.
They gradually became emotional.
They kissed in deserted alleys and held hands when no one was paying attention. They would touch each other from time to time and feel each other's warmth.
They talked about a cautious love. They seemed to know that this love could not last long, so they cherished the time they were with each other.
But what secrets can't be hidden?
A doting look, a caring tone, and an ambiguous movement.
Secrets are exposed, rumors spread, and there is no stopping them.
People's unflattering words and their unabashed looks nakedly injured Xie Jilin's body.
People feel they are wrong, they feel people are wrong.
People thought they were gods and did justice for heaven, so they began to bully Xie Jilin, and Xia Juyang was forced to transfer to another school because of his family members.
But Xie Jilin never regrets.
"I loved it and I don't regret it."
Meet again.
That year, seventeen-year-old Xie Jilin met eighteen-year-old Xia Juyang.
One was carrying a tattered schoolbag, one was smoking a cigarette and there was a man with a bleeding nose and wounds all over his body.
They looked at each other in surprise.
Can two or three years change a person?
Can.
Two former academic gods.
One became the target of bullying by everyone, and the other became a gangster that everyone was afraid of.
The only thing that hasn't changed is that they still love each other.
This time, they will never be separated again, I believe.
After graduating from high school, Xie Jilin accidentally discovered Xia Juyang's cell phone memo and opened it out of curiosity.
Eyes red.
Intention: There are prototypes
