When Song Suyu was 18 years old, she met a man who was extremely bad, rebellious, energetic and arrogant.
The first time they met, she saw the boy covered in blood, and she would never forget those wild eyes.
On the day of the painting competition, under the maple leaves, he just looked at her from a distance. In his ears, there was only the sound of rustling maple leaves and the constant restlessness of his young and frivolous heart.
Mr. Jiang only has one sentence: "Thank you, Mr. Jiang."
One day he was so drunk that he ran to the door of his house and hugged her, leaning against the girl's warm shoulder blades.
The accent also has a drunken tone: "Susu"
The first time he called her name like that, he actually wanted to call her, "I... Well, I've been studying hard recently. You can smell the smell of cigarette smoke on me. I... I won't fight anymore. Can you try to like me?"
That time in the snow, he pressed her against the wall and kissed her. The girl's eyes were reddish, and her soft and waxy voice called his name, which almost melted his heart: "Jiang Ming... I... My legs are numb."
During the season of separation, she broke up. Before leaving the small town of Jiangzhou, she visited every place and corner they had ever visited. All that came to her mind were the memories between them. "Little classmate, you are so stupid that you can't even play with this."
"Song Suyu, who is that man?"
"Can I be your boyfriend?"
"I have changed a lot of bad habits. Can you try to accept me?"
"You're so stingy. I'm your boyfriend and you don't even give me a hug."
"Are you happy being with me?"
Many years later, in the winter, she returned to that small town, that city full of their memories. Although the city had undergone tremendous changes in the past five years, the streets were still the same, and the old school had not changed. Her mind slightly recalled that winter, they were sitting in the snow, talking and laughing, talking about everything.
"Jiang Ming... I'm sorry"
The man's voice was choked with sobs, and his deep dark eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. The man's eyes were extremely red: "How dare you come back? Do you know how much I miss you? I thought you didn't want me anymore."
The great devil vs the cute little white flower
This book is dedicated to everyone's best youth.
Purpose: Inspirational
