It Doesn't Snow in My City [Secret Love]

The entity has been listed~vb@ ——Copywriting of this article↓ One day many years after graduation, Meng Fanyi went to attend a high school reunion. As soon as she opened the door, she caught sight of Mo Yunhuai among so many people. The other party has already sat down, surrounded by a group of people congratulating him on returning to China, and on the empty seat next to him is his name tag. Neither of them said a word to each other. After drinking for three rounds, everyone played truth or dare. Mo Yunhuai, who had lost several games in a row, was asked about his first love. He answered slowly: "I'm a classmate. I confessed my love to her. She accepted the love letter but rejected me." "I wrote her classmate list, but then I saw the one I wrote in the trash can." "After I graduated from the college entrance examination, I told her that I was going abroad. She just said thank you for my love." "She later deleted my WeChat account for no apparent reason." The last time he chose a big adventure, he was asked to ask his first love for his WeChat ID. He turned his head, picked up the wine glass and clinked it gently with hers: "So, Meng Fanyi, can you send me your WeChat ID?" * One day after getting married, Mo Yunhuai went to the study room to find a large cardboard box containing notes from his youth. Who knew that he opened the wrong carton and discovered all the secrets of Meng Fanyi's youth. He saw that in the carton were the love letters he wrote to her, all the photos he posted on Moments, the drinks he bought for her, several cans of stars and paper cranes, several thick locked diaries, short-term exchange student project materials... A piece of paper fell to his feet inadvertently, and he picked it up: "The snow scene in Toronto is beautiful," "But I'm in the south, and it doesn't snow in my city." That night, Meng Fanyi went to the study to pick up books and found that each book contained various love notes written by him. Before she could collect every loving word, she was pulled into his arms and kissed him for a long time. Hot breath surrounded the two of them, and she could hear his hoarse voice ringing in her ears: "I just want a handful of snow in your heart." * The little sun, big dog hook male protagonist vs. The calm and calm female protagonist Ps: ①1v1, double c, two-way secret love, affectionate vs affectionate; ② If there is a misunderstanding, it will be resolved later; ③The campus in front and the city behind, the plot serves emotions; ④Don't confess your love before adulthood, and the male and female protagonists do not fall in love before they meet again; ——Pre-collection of "After seeing the interview record of the male god on Weibo" /1/ Xia Yi'er is a fan fiction writer in the hot circle. He is famous for his crazy and beautiful writing style. His daily life is crawling in the dark on the Internet. In reality, I am autistic and have to travel around to pay for college living expenses and pretend to be e-mailed for money. The disclosure of Weibo visit records was the last straw for her. Just when she decided to withdraw from the circle, an enthusiastic netizen did not know how to top up her SVIP. Then, she saw the interview record of the male god He Chu in the Weibo list. [He visited you frequently yesterday. ] [He visited you many times yesterday. ] …… The "frequent visits" for seven consecutive days finally stopped on the eighth day. Before twelve o'clock at night, Xia Yier yawned and sent a private message to the male god: [Brother, are you here to read my fanfic? ] The other person replied instantly: [Hello, are you willing to enter into a relationship agreement with me? ] Xia Yier: [? Has your account been hacked? ? ? ] /2/ At the birthday party, there was a lot of cheering and drinking. He Chu put on a perfunctory and distant smile, his eyes were filled with seriousness, and he extended his hand to invite: "Miss Xia, are you interested in dancing with me?" The moment before the dance started turning around, he suddenly raised his hand and tapped her forehead, his tone as lazy and calm as ever: "Xia Yi'er, relax." ——No one heard her heartbeat. After the dinner, she got lost in the huge back garden. Under the dim light, someone murmured: "It's just a dance. With her background, it's impossible for Master He to continue with her." The cold rain suddenly fell, and He Chu, who was wet and embarrassed, finally found Xia Yier in the pavilion with Roman columns looking up at the rain. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked seriously: "Come and enjoy the rain." She turned her head, her eyes full of seriousness: "He Chu, I know good from evil, and I have no other thoughts about you." He Chu was startled and said in a casual tone, "Okay." He holds the hand holding the thick love letter behind his back, twisting the corners until they become wrinkled, and his fingertips turn white with force. /3/ Later, a netizen uploaded a video that was taken accidentally. Under the Pu tree, He Chu, who was wearing a pure black windbreaker, brushed away the Chu Shizi that fell in the woman's hair. He kissed her deeply and intently, and the veins on her neck were winding and obvious. After the kiss, his earlobes were bright red, he raised his fingers to his lips, coughed twice to cover up, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Xia Yi'er, will you marry me today." Xia Yier smiled and shook his head: "No way." Netizen: [? Brother, who is this? Introduce? ] He Chu simply liked her Weibo, and his tone was so harsh that he deserved to be beaten: "This is my wife. She just promised to write a fanfic about me and her for the rest of her life. You can't see it." ] Netizen: [?] #This is my crazy and beautiful wife? ? ? # #, The hatred for seizing my wife is irreconcilable# ————Pre-receipt of "Cicada Crying Forbidden" /1/ Yan Sijin has a boy whom he has liked for many years. He is the proud son of God, who always ranks first in competitions and exams. His eyes are always tired and unfocused, and he is harmonious, free and dazzling among the crowd. However, no one knew that she shared a secret base with him. After school that day, cicadas were chirping noisily, and when she was halfway there, hot rain fell on her head. She rushed to the abandoned railway tracks that she regarded as a secret base, but she saw a young man holding an umbrella, with clear joints and tired eyes, carrying an aura of bitterness and joy. When his umbrella tilted, she was cut off from the rain. Breathing staggered, heartbeat pounding. From then on, they often shared secrets quietly through a metal wall. Yan Sijin has long known that he does not belong here. As expected, he was later recommended to a top university and never came here again; And she heard that he was becoming more and more eye-catching and received countless love and compliments. ​/2/ The reunion after many years was at the meeting of outstanding alumni. The moment he looked over, she looked away. He walked up to her and said in a light, polite tone, "Miss Yan, nice to meet you." When others asked out of curiosity, he said, "We met by chance. Miss Yan still owes me an agreement." No one knew that he had spent thousands of days and nights recalling, simulating, and reconstructing the appointment in which she was absent. - One day, Zhu Yu returned to his hometown and found a large number of letters sent to him many years ago in a pavilion next to the abandoned railway track. All the signatures were—— Yan Sijin. He suddenly remembered that he had joined a literary club back then and earnestly asked for advice on how to write love letters using argumentative essays. There was constant booing in the audience as usual. It turned out that she was also a member of the literary club, looking at him quietly in the audience, not knowing that the legendary argumentative love letter was always written to her. ​/3/ "I don't know how far the distance is between ordinary people and geniuses, and I don't think liberal arts and science are completely opposite. All I know is that I, an ordinary liberal arts student, have finally reached the side of you, who is known as a genius in science, through consistent efforts. The distance between us is finally no longer 1,700 kilometers. " ——Selected from Yan Sijin's letter -- "Waiting for my secret love to see the light of day." Purpose: If you study hard, you will be able to do things that you thought were impossible.