Continuation of "When Fireworks Fall"
Lin Zhisui is perfect.
She is good at ballet and cello. She has outstanding appearance and excellent grades. Her shoulder and neck lines are known as the most beautiful scenery in Ningda University.
Countless people admired and admired her, while the remaining people hated her and even uttered wild words:
"When I get my hands on her, I will tear off her mask."
Chi Yan is crazy.
It grows wild and unruly, a dangerous and seductive existence walking deep in the mud.
Both of them are famous figures in Tinglan, but they are two parallel lines separated by the sky and the earth, and they are destined to never intersect.
The beginning of the story is surprising.
It was the girl who was placed on the altar who followed Chi Yan quietly and happily.
Chi Yan never looked at her in the eyes from beginning to end.
But someone clearly saw that day that the trash man who had spoken rudely to Lin Zhisui was beaten black and blue by Chi Yan.
The evening wind ruffled the black hair on the young man's forehead. Chi Yan sat astride the motorcycle, with anger rising in his eyes: "Don't fucking bother me again."
Lin Zhisui's eyes were clean and bright, and there was an indomitable calmness in them.
She stepped forward and took hold of the second button of his shirt.
"But, I miss you."
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When she was nine years old, Lin Zhisui was abandoned by her aunt at Chi's house.
The little girl has pretty features and is taciturn. Only her trembling hands betray her inner uneasiness.
The person who held her hand at that time was Chi Yan.
During the days when she and Chi Yan were dependent on each other, Lin Zhisui was quiet and well-behaved, trying her best to play the role of a harmless troll.
Only Chi Yan knew that she was an unfamiliar wild cat.
On the day she left the Chi family, the arrogant and slender girl raised her chin and said coldly:
"Chi Yan, I don't want to follow you anymore."
A few years later, when they met again, Chi Yan, who had solved her rotten peach blossoms, said impatiently: "Didn't I tell you that you wouldn't follow me anymore?"
Lin Zhisui was cold and beautiful, with slightly curly long hair tangled in raindrops, and her wet black eyes were full of tenderness that only bloomed for the banquet.
She completed the last half of the sentence she had left unfinished when she left.
"Because I want to hold you tight."
Purpose: Pick up those dreams we have never forgotten
