[Age difference 10/secret love comes true]
It was a silent night, and it was also the night when Zhong Yi's heartbeat began.
At that time, she had just entered college, had a falling out with her family, and squatted in the corner to clean up the mess.
Jin Yanzhou stood under the shadow of the lamp.
He was wearing a light gray woolen coat, holding a cigarette between his thin knuckles, half-dark, and his profile was clean and clear.
The first snow fell on my shoulders, and there was a mess behind me, and the sound of abuse was endless.
Jin Yanzhou was standing behind her. In the dim light, he suddenly turned sideways and blocked the wind for her.
He said, "Come to me."
Zhong Yi was nineteen years old when she met Jin Yanzhou.
As they drank wine and drank wine, the lamps and shadows shone in panic. She anxiously inquired about Jin Yanzhou's whereabouts.
The drunken guest raised his hand and pointed. On the high stage of the mirror, Jin Yanzhou was sitting there in his drunken dream.
His tired eyes narrowed, and the vodka in the glass reflected his chiseled face. He threw the cards and pushed the weights in front of him at will. Amidst the cheers and cheers, he was still awake and sinking.
There is such a saying about Jin Yanzhou in Shili Foreign Market in Beijing.
——Everyone loves Jin Yanzhou, but Jin Yanzhou doesn't love anyone.
The smell of wine filled her arms, and her clumsy tricks fell into his arms. Zhong Yi raised her face full of smoke and said this to him with a smile.
"So Jin Yanzhou, who do you love?"
He smiled very wickedly, and when he raised his eyes to look at her, there was a hint of dissoluteness that could not be concealed. He deliberately pressed against her eardrums and spoke in a very authentic Beijing accent.
"I love you."
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On the day we left, there was a heavy first snowfall in Beijing.
Zhong Yi looked back at the eastern suburbs from a distance. There was no longer a light lit for her there, but her five-year secret love past was locked away.
The green pines were falling, the city was filled with frost and snow, and the bells of Fanshan Temple were ringing louder and clearer. On the day of their reunion, Zhong Yi respectfully offered three sticks of incense.
King Kong's eyes are angry, don't think about anger and delusion. But Zhongyi always thinks of Jin Yanzhou. He did not believe in gods or Buddhas and did not love the world. He casually held a scarlet cigarette butt between his fingertips and tilted his head towards her with a casual smile.
Like a flashy dream, the incense at the end of the corridor was blooming, and Jin Yanzhou walked towards her.
"Zhong Yi."
It was the first time he called her name so seriously, his warm fingertips brushed under her eyes, and his tone was rare and pious.
"Don't tell lies in front of the temple of gods and Buddhas."
"Jin Yanzhou likes you."
Mission: Not to be afraid of adversity, work hard and strive for self-improvement
