Wen Yan and Zhou Yao are childhood sweethearts
Wen Yan's impression of Zhou Yao has never changed. Zhou Yao always likes to pull her hair.
"Zhou Yao! Why are you pulling my hair again!" Wen Yan covered his head angrily and looked at the boy with a playful smile in front of him.
"Luluoluo, if you can, come and beat me." As soon as Zhou Yao used the provocation method, Wen Yan rushed over.
"Hey, hey, come on. I'll play with you for a while." Zhou Yao turned around and ran away. The milk tea in his hands collided and made a little banging sound.
"Zhou Yao, run slowly and get my milk tea!!"
"What are you afraid of? If it falls, I will buy it for you!"
For a moment, the boy's laughter and the unconcealed anger in the girl's tone melted into the already hot summer.
That was the best memory they had tacitly shared with each other
That year Zhou Yao was seventeen and Wen Yan was sixteen. That was the sixteenth year that they had known each other. It was also the sixteenth year that Wen Yan had been in Zhou Yao's heart.
Later, Zhou Yao was twenty-two years old and Wen Yan was twenty-one. That was the fifth year of their love. It was also the happiest five years for Zhou Yao.
Later, Zhou Yao was twenty-three years old and Wen Yan was twenty-one years old.
Purpose: The happiest thing is to have the person you love by your side