When we first met him, he was in a miserable state, surrounded by a group of gangsters in a small and messy alley, while behind him, he was guarding a young girl.
Perhaps every girl has a story of a hero saving a beauty in her heart.
As a bystander, she recognized and witnessed a good show.
A drama that hit her nerves.
She gloated over her misfortune and thought she had found an extraordinary seed.
She carefully pried, but she didn't expect that during the peep, she found that the fruit was far more tempting than she thought.
She liked his sweater, his slender hands, and his impulsiveness for the people he cared about.
"Wanwan, do you have someone you like?"
She silently recited that person's name countless times, but when others asked about it, the deafening voice was willing to gradually sink to the bottom.
At this age, she is casual and free,
Jiang Wan didn't want to be an outstanding person, nor did she want to be the first in the youth field in a school where talents were pouring in.
However, she wanted to stand beside Jing Zhan.
When she chose to continue to follow Jing Zhan, she chose the external factors that she once despised the most and constrained her the most.
Gentle and humble appearance.
He is every girl's secret love when she first falls in love.
Anyone who is familiar with Jing Zhan knows that he is gentle and polite on the outside, but in reality, he is cold and ruthless on the inside.
He is excellent and unruly, but he is willing to work hard for one person regardless of the consequences.
"Can't you really tell that Jiang Xi likes you?"
That handsome face evoked a cruel smile, "As long as she doesn't affect me, I don't mind her being the spice of life."
She not only loves him sincerely, but also loves him coldly.
She was slowly and subtly affected.
He gave her a chance, handed her the knife, slowly seduced, and gradually attracted.
He just wanted to see why some people were born clean and spotless.
He admired her appearance, covered in mud and in a miserable state.
Later, Jiang Wan raised her hand and threw it towards the thoughtful face without hesitation, "I like you, but I'm not here to be a clown for you to laugh at."
"Don't say that. It's you who willingly threw yourself into the trap. It's you who handed your weakness into my hands. It's you who uncovered your scars. If I don't make the best use of it, how can I be worthy of you?"
Sensual free girl × cool and aloof boy
Intention: I don't know the origin of love, but it goes deeper and deeper. I'm surprised to realize that I don't show my love, but it turns out that it's just because I love you deeply.