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Secret Love Article The publication progress can be found on Weibo: @-. The update prompt is to correct typos. The article has been revised many times, and many plots have been changed. The original version is in Jinjiang. Thank you for your support. Please do not mine the pirated content, it will be deleted. "I will eventually turn my youth into her." ——Chen Yan As a popular figure in Qiyuan High School, Chen Yan has been deviant for eighteen years, like a gust of wind, unpredictable. Song Jingyuan, on the other hand, was well-behaved, quiet, innocent, and behaved according to the rules. She only dared to peek at his back in the crowd. They were like two extremes, and no one thought they would stand together. In an accident, she thought he was injured and was worried about giving him medicine, but instead she was blocked in the corner of the living room. There was snow flying outside the window, and the black necklace around her neck made a crisp sound. Chen Yan leaned against her ear and smiled mischievously: "You care about me so much? Do you like me?" - Many years later, the two met again in a bar. Song Jingyuan walked into the wrong box and saw Chen Yan lazily leaning on the sofa, still looking carefree, holding a half-extinguished cigarette in his hand and nonchalantly mumbling the words of the people around him. When his eyes glanced at her, they were calm and cold, and then looked back after only a second, as if the two of them had never known each other. Also that night, when Song Jingyuan was entangled by bad guys and had no other way out, Chen Yan angrily dragged her to an alleyway. Song Jingyuan was extremely calm: "Chen Yan, we have broken up." Chen Yan's eyes were scarlet and he denounced her through gritted teeth: "Song Jingyuan, what do you think of me? It was you who provoked me first." You don't have the right to leave first. -Do you believe in miracles? +Chen Yan is my miracle. Chen Yan×Song Jingyuan Bad prodigal son × quiet and reserved Reading guide: 1. The plot of the prodigal son returning home, the male protagonist has a love history but is not distracted, sc 2. Neither the male or female protagonist is perfect, and both have awkward personalities. 3. Not a wife-chasing crematorium! ! /Reunion after a long absence/Reunion after a broken mirror/Two-way redemption/Bad blood/The relationship between characters is complicated, and the explanation is not clear at the moment, so you can read it patiently below. 4. Please click the cross mark if you don't like it. I hope you will find your favorite novel. Please do not mention the author himself! ! 5. If you have personal assumptions, don't pay too much attention to reality. Pre-collection of "Drowning in the Rain" That was Qi An's first day back in Qiyuan. It was raining heavily and the sky was gray. She pushed out the door of an old supermarket and saw a young man at the corner of the alley. In the dim light, he was wearing a black T-shirt, with water drops sliding down his sharp jawline. He held his pocket with one hand and pressed him against the wall. The sleeves were turned up to reveal a clear wrist bone. The poppy flower tattooed on it snaked upwards, which was dangerous and mysterious. The man desperately begged for mercy. His thin lips were slightly raised, his body was soaked with moisture, his eyelids were lazily raised, and there was ruthlessness hidden in his dark eyes. The rising white mist blurred the coolness in the environment. He chewed his cigarette and sneered, patting the man's face gently: "I thought you were so capable." Qi An was dumbfounded, turned around and fled in a hurry, but fell to the ground in embarrassment. Unbearable pain came from her ankle, and a tall figure appeared in front of her. Qi An raised his eyes and met those deep eyes. A cold breath hit his face, and the cool breeze puffed up the corners of his clothes. He squatted down and reached out to her. The blood marks on his eyebrows were dazzling, and the veins on his arms were slightly bulging. His voice was low: "Did it hurt from the fall?" That night, she was defrauded of money by a shady agent, and when she was desperate with her luggage, she met him again on the street. The raging and howling wind broke the branches, and the boy leaned against the street lamp, blending in with the old and quiet environment. He put out the cigarette in his hand without haste, and there was a bit of aggression in his eyes. He pointed to her suitcase: "I have an empty room, do you want to stay there?" - Chen Zeye is the most out of place in the town. He is stubborn and rebellious. He is an arrogant weed and an unpredictable wind. No one knows where he comes from. His indifference and alienation to everyone, except Qi An, were deep in his bones. On a blizzard night, Chen Zeye knocked down the person who bullied her, like a cold-blooded snake, with red eyes warning: "Don't touch her if you don't want to die." After returning home, the boy washed the blood on his hands and took out a foggy blue scarf from his pocket. He blocked the person in the corner, leaned over and wrapped the scarf around Qi An's neck. His bottomless eyes reflected the girl's figure, and there was an unknown light hidden in them. "Still angry?" Qi An shook his head: "No." Pressing the rough fingertips on the corners of her soft lips, Chen Zeye licked his lips and smiled, looking naughty. "Then you want to kiss me?" [Seventeen-year-old Chen Zeye is vicious and wild, + like a volcano that has been dormant for a long time, dangerous and silent. The moment he met her, everything came to life, and lava spewed out, hot and dazzling. The throbbing and heartbeat also dance together. * I walked through thorns thousands of times alone, and fell into the abyss under the shackles of fate. Until that humid rainy night, I glimpsed my god under the old eaves. Only you are my only salvation. Qi An×Chen Zeye Quiet and eccentric×Ruffian and publicity Intention: Brave and sincere