[Age difference/two-way secret love/forcible robbery]
P1
When Xu Yi was seventeen, something happened to his family and he was entrusted to a noble family to take care of him.
The first time I met Liang Yanchao was at the police station. The man was dressed in a black suit, tall and dignified. The other party is a figure at the top of the powerful circle and the future heir of the Liang family.
She didn't dare to raise her head while sitting on the chair, but she didn't expect that the other party took the initiative to kneel down and said with gentle eyes, "My name is Liang Yanchao."
"You can also call me brother."
P2
Perhaps thinking of the friendship between his father's generation, Liang Yanchao always doted on her.
Even if she accidentally broke a piece of celadon worth tens of millions of dollars, the other party would just smile gently and ask her if she hurt her hand.
But later, the love letter she wrote disappeared inexplicably at home; the senior who sent her home transferred to another school the next day.
She hated what Liang Yanchao did.
So that night at the class reunion, she deliberately came out of the KTV with her juniors, pulled the person next to her and introduced: "Brother, this is the boy I like."
The man stood patiently next to the Rolls-Royce, his eyes darkened, and he never said a word.
But the knuckles holding the black long-handled umbrella turned white.
At first, Xu Yi thought that Liang Yanchao was just taking care of her politely, and at most he was a bit possessive of relatives.
But that night, the other party really pushed her into the corner, and his hot breath fell on her neck, making her wrists hurt.
"Tell me again, who do you like?"
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Later she remembered that in the early spring of that year, she accompanied Liang Yanchao to the temple to pray for blessings. The wind chimes tinkling for prayers at the foot of the mountain, I also pestered him to buy two.
Curious, she leaned over to take a look and reminded him that he had made a typo.
But the other party just lowered his eyebrows, smiled, and hung up like that.
Too bad she's slow. I don't understand until today.
The spring breeze rises day and night, blowing over the man's neat and strong ink handwriting on the note in my memory——
[The pearl is in the palm of your hand, like your heart desires]
That's what it meant.
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How should I love you? The wind blows the prayer flags of the years]
Not even close, not far away
Affectionate restraint x tenderness and vulnerability
1v1, sc, he
Intention: Positive and sunny
