At the age of eighteen, Lu Xuening met Zuo Chuan for the first time and fell in love at first sight.
He is cold, upright, and excellent.
She is stubborn, delicate but persistent.
Not willing to just have a secret crush, she said to him: I like you.
After two months of bet, he finally became hers.
The grudges of the previous generation began to entangle, fierce and decisive, and he said to her: I like you, not for other reasons.
The exquisite and beautiful girl appeared, and he said to her: You are the most important person to me.
He concealed her tryst with the noble daughter of a wealthy family and said to her: I love you, don't doubt it.
But how can we not doubt it? How can you not be shaken? Zuo Chuan, tell me, you approached me and you said you loved me, why exactly?
On the rooftop, she leaned on the railing and smiled miserably: "Isn't it said that the one who falls in love first loses first? But why am I always hurting you? It turns out that the books are also lies."
"I'm not lying. It was me who lost to you. I have been completely defeated since ten years ago." Zuo Chuan showed his face with a pure smile. He had never smiled so brightly in the sun, so transparent it seemed as if he would melt in the next second. He slowly walked over and looked into her eyes, his voice was clean and soft, even with a hint of doting: "But why will you never believe me? Why don't you believe that I say I love you." The mist formed into frost and condensed in his deep eyes, unable to hold it, and finally flowed down lightly. He murmured "Why don't you believe it?"
Xue Ning was stunned. How did this boy, who looked as faint as Zhilan, come to this point in the relationship that he had so longed for?
The blood-red roses in front of her were blooming more and more, and they were dripping with blood - it was her mistake, and her face was gone forever.
But why have we come to this? Is it true that without external obstruction, two people in love will be happy? Those colorful iris petals dance gently...