#Shortstorycookie
#two-way he
"Some people choose to hide it, and some people explain their obscure love in every sentence."
Many years later, Zhou Rumin still remembered that sultry and noisy afternoon, when the young man's fingers held the top of her hair, and his eyes with obvious smiles were reflected on the window.
"Zhou Rumin." She always felt that his calling tone was lazy, with a hook at the end, "Zhou Rumin, I'm waiting for you to come."
Mission: Love makes people brave