This is the closest Jiang Xie has ever been to her.
Close enough to see the red spots on her fair neck, close enough to see her light brown pupils clearly.
He heard his own heartbeat, and there seemed to be a little train named Thomas running inside.
Jiang Xu, who was famous for his quick reactions and his ability to draw inferences about other things that even shocked the professor, was silent for a long time and said, "It was the second time I met Xi Han, or the third time to be precise. I passed her by, I walked up to the stage, and she walked down. I saw her light brown pupils. To be honest, it wasn't like she was walking off the stage, she seemed to be walking into my heart."
"Love at first sight? They all say that love at first sight is the literary version of uprising at first sight."
Jiang Can smiled gratefully and replied: "An uprising based on lust will not survive the long years, but love at first sight will only last a long time."
"Deadly pink bubbles, evil wife slave!"
At that time, Jiang Xuxie was twenty-three years old, and now Jiang Xuxie is eighteen years old.
Eighteen-year-old Jiang Xie doesn't know what liking is or what love is.
He knew that his heartbeat was unusually fast, and he knew why his heartbeat was so fast.
He knew it seemed unreasonable, but grandma told him that love doesn't make sense.
Intention: love at first sight