Xu Jinwan was sitting on the stairwell with his hands folded and his hands hanging down at will. His head was buried, and he looked miserable.
This arrogant and biting red rose, her pride faded away at night, leaving only an empty skeleton.
Seeing her dejected look, Zong Jin felt distressed and amused at the same time. He clicked his tongue and said, "What are you doing? Isn't it just a competition?"
"Trust me, don't trust fate"
"Call me brother, and I will lead you to make a comeback."
His voice seemed to be seductive, and Xu Jinwan looked up at him.
He looks very naughty, but he has a very steady expression on his face, which makes people very trustworthy.
The moonlight seemed to give people an illusion. Xu Jinwan chuckled a few times and said in a strange way, "Okay, brother, let me make a comeback against the wind."
Zong Jin originally wanted to break off the arrogant and dazzling red rose, but later Zong Jin discovered that the red rose had already fallen from the altar, and now all that was left was the proud skin. He wanted to see her stand back on the altar and become that red rose with thorns. It was also because of Zong Jin's absurd thoughts that he fell in love with Xu Jin for the rest of his life and bowed his head for her.
Later, Xu Jinwan could stop racing, but he couldn't live without Zong Jin.
Who would object to the light coming in during those bleak days? Xu Jinwan was so lucky that she and Zong Jin were entangled. She once felt that the prodigal son never looked back, but later she denied this because her Zong Jin looked back for her.
Concept: Inexplicable inspiration