In his fifth year as a mathematics teacher, Xie Chengcai refused the teachers' party arranged by the city. He is still single and taciturn. Although he is always looked down upon by others because of his good looks, he never believes in love falling from the sky.
I never thought that there would be hatred falling from the sky.
Mingyu is three years younger than him. He has fought his way into a wealthy family with many grandchildren. He holds real power at a young age and is a thorny flower of wealth in the clouds.
One day, he found leisure and elegance, and stepped into a humble place. He trampled on his dignity wholeheartedly, played with him in the palm of his hand, and never tired of it.
Mingyu once told Xie Chengcai that when he had enough fun, he would let him go.
The words are true.
Just——
The tits that returned to the woods actually felt the pain of nostalgia.
|Some robbery/Some weak but real love
Intention: The setting of the bright moon in the west is a common thing in the world
