It's Her
是她
by West Early Chunhui (西早春晖)
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 11k Words
- Chapters
- 6
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 3y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
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Synopsis
Small Theater 1 One day in midsummer. Tangxu'er and her brother Tangque came out of the city hospital and walked to the station. The sky changed suddenly. The rain was pouring down in a blur, unstoppable. Tangque moved in as a "savior". When Tang Xuer first met the "savior", she felt that he was lazy and arrogant, like a high and mighty black swan. When he was chatting casually with Tangque, the girl vaguely heard an unfamiliar name. His name is Yan Ci. Tangque suddenly brought up a certain topic, and his face instantly turned gloomy. With his back to the light, his hands in his pockets, his face hidden in the shadows, he lowered his eyes and said dejectedly, "I don't like it anymore." He looked like a scumbag. His black swan image was shattered to pieces. Small Theater 2 The day I learned that Tang Xuer and Guandi from the next class were together. Yan Ci got drunk and wandered the streets in despair. He thought it was ridiculous, and he didn't know how many times he got drunk on her. Several gangsters walked towards them, Yan Ci raised his fists and beat them up. Tired from playing, he went to the Smurf Internet Cafe in a daze and sat in the corner of the shabby open-air stairs to smoke. After he finished smoking one, he stamped it out. Fiery red clouds eroded in the sky. He glanced at the sky casually, then lowered his head and then raised it again, his gaze fixed on the front. The girl's hair was illuminated by the backlight, and her hair was gleaming in the setting sun. She was wearing a neat blue and white school uniform, carrying her schoolbag obediently, and her eyes were obedient. Yan Ci was in a daze, thinking that she was an angel descending to the world. An angel that is so beautiful that nothing can be compared to him, but belongs to him alone. In an instant, I woke up again. After looking at her for 1.5 Seconds, Yan Ci lowered his head and spat aside. The smell of cigarettes couldn't cover up the smell of blood in her mouth, just like hers. "Fuck." He cursed in frustration. He picked up the coat on the side, put one hand on his shoulder, stood up and walked in the opposite direction. "Stern words!" A few meters away from him, Tang Xuer was sure it was him when he raised his eyes. There was a scratch on his face, and blood was oozing out. The red strokes looked very abrupt on the cold white skin, but it added a bit of ruffianism. Yan Ci stopped. Tangxu'er ran lightly to his left and stood side by side with him. She lowered one of her schoolbag shoulder straps and turned sideways to unzip the zipper, looking for something. Yan Ci looked at her sideways, and a few strands of her hair naturally hung down as she lowered her head, swaying as she turned things over, revealing a small piece of porcelain white neck. "Found it!" It's a package of handkerchiefs wrapped beautifully. She turned around and handed it to Yan Ci. Yan Ci's eyes flickered for a few times, then he calmly retracted it, looking at the small bag in her hand, but did not take it. He turned to face her and raised his eyes. Tangxu'er saw him staring at her, blinked a few times, and said obediently: "You are injured." Yan Ci stared at her closing and closing lips, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously. Yan Ci didn't know what she said next. A tense string in my heart suddenly broke, and the coat on my shoulders fell to the ground. He caressed her head, lowered his head and put his lips on hers fiercely, his movements were domineering, leaving no room for anything. ... The sunset faded, and the fire clouds were covered by the night. Yan Ci indulged in her beauty until the taste of blood in her mouth dissipated. Small Theater 3 One day later, Xun'er asked Yan Ci what happened that day. He said his fists were itchy and he wanted to fight. Xuer shook his head and said it wasn't that. Yan Ci smiled and held her in his arms, kissing her. After a while, he chuckled. "Maybe it's because I feel itchy." ●●● [Reading Guide]: 1. He text, double C is not double initial. 2. The age difference is 4 years, and the romance is on campus. ——The copy was modified on 2023.4.30 Intention: Intention to be added