[Ten-year age gap / Secret crush becomes reality]
It was a quiet night, and the night Zhong Yi first fell in love.
She had just started university and fallen out with her family. She was crouched in a corner, miserably picking up the mess.
Jin Yanzhou stood beneath the light.
He wore a light gray wool coat. A cigarette rested between his slender fingers, the light and shadow falling across his face. His profile was sharp and clear.
The first snow settled on her shoulders. Behind her lay a scene of utter chaos, and the insults never stopped.
Jin Yanzhou stood behind her in the dim light. Then he turned and shielded her from the wind.
He said, "Come with me."
The year she met Jin Yanzhou, Zhong Yi was nineteen.
Glasses clinked and lights glittered in the haze as she anxiously asked where Jin Yanzhou was.
A drunken guest pointed. On a raised platform beneath the bright lights, amid the intoxicating dreams of the world, Jin Yanzhou sat there.
His weary eyes lowered. The vodka in his glass reflected his sharply defined face. He tossed away his cards and casually pushed forward his chips. Amid the cheers and excitement, he remained clearheaded and yet lost in the moment.
In the bustling entertainment district of the capital, there was a saying about Jin Yanzhou:
Everyone loved Jin Yanzhou, but Jin Yanzhou loved no one.
The scent of alcohol clung to her. Her clumsy ploy sent her tumbling into his arms. Zhong Yi lifted her misty face and laughed as she repeated the saying to him.
"So, Jin Yanzhou, who do you love?"
He smiled wickedly. When he looked up at her, an unmistakable air of rakish charm escaped his eyes. He leaned close to her ear and spoke in an unmistakably Beijing accent.
"Zhong Yi, I love you."
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The day they parted, the capital was blanketed in the heaviest first snow.
Zhong Yi looked back toward the eastern suburbs from afar. There was no longer a lamp lit for her there, but that place held five years of her secret love.
The pines had faded, frost and snow covered the city, and the bells of Fanshan Temple rang clear. The day they reunited, Zhong Yi respectfully offered three sticks of incense.
With Vajra's wrathful gaze, let go of anger and desire. Yet Zhong Yi kept thinking of Jin Yanzhou. He didn't believe in gods and Buddha, and he wasn't in love with the mortal world. A glowing cigarette butt rested carelessly between his fingers as he turned his head and smiled at her nonchalantly.
It was like a dream of worldly splendor. At the end of the incense-filled corridor, Jin Yanzhou walked toward her.
"Zhong Yi."
For the first time, he said her name so seriously. His warm fingertips brushed beneath her eyes, and his voice held a rare, devout sincerity.
"We don't tell lies in front of the gods."
"Jin Yanzhou loves you, Zhong Yi."
Theme: Face adversity without fear and strive to become stronger.
Little sister, don't give up writing articles, let those gravels that hurt your feet turn into ladders to reach higher places. Tell others, see you at the top of the mountain.
Watch Shao Yucheng chasing his wife at the crematorium. They fell in love and killed each other and then lived happily ever after.
Come on, teacher [make me healthy], be happy every day
After reading it, I found the writing to be so clever, and I realized it was a new author. After reading the comment section, I learned that it turns out that such a bad thing happened to you, and it doesn't matter! Baby, you will turn red sooner or later
I still really like the pairing of Zhao Xiwu and Shao Yucheng. When I first watched it, I was afraid that they were BE. Fortunately, in the end, they were HE.
It depends on west Wu and Shao He!!! He!!!! I know you can!!!!!!
I want to see Xiwu and Shao Yucheng fall in love and kill each other, and then sprinkle sugar like crazy. Looking forward to looking forward to looking forward to it.
I haven't read Jinjiang for a few years. I heard about this incident and subscribed to support it. I hope my sister will be published as soon as possible and become a great writer [][][]
Just when I was finishing reading this book, I looked up and saw a rainbow outside the French window. I was so lucky!!! As I write this, the rainbow is fading. I think the three views of this book are very correct. This book is just like the rainbow I saw accidentally. It is wonderful and fascinates me. Its fading also reminds me to live for myself and not to indulge in the rainbow that only lasts for a moment forever (I wrote it on the spur of the moment. The writing is not very good. It all depends on my feeling. I write whatever comes to my mind. I am a science student. Please forgive me). Also, I must be happy every day!!!
This book of Xiwu can actually be expanded. I feel like there are a lot of interesting things to see. I hope I can read it if I have the chance.