Twelve years ago, the eldest son of Ji, who was well-known in the capital, acquitted the guilty minister, which made the emperor furious. The Ji family was ransacked, and the entire Ji mansion was in chaos. The youngest son of the Ji family took advantage of the chaos and escaped and became a beggar.
The young master who grew up in fine clothes and fine food couldn't bear it and burst into tears. Then... A steamed bun was thrown into his arms.
Ji Chaorong: QAQ!
The arrogant child turned around and threw the steamed bun on the ground and stepped on it several times.
A few months later,
Gu Changli saw that the child who had thrown away his steamed bun was fighting with the dog for food. The hardships of this world had worn away the young master's pride. The once glorious young man was in such a state of embarrassment that he leaned against the wall and was dying. Then... A steamed bun was thrown into his arms again.
Ji Chaorong: QWQ!
He looked up and saw a thousand years. The young man who gave him steamed buns twice in a row could not be removed from his mind, and that touch of warmth became the light in his heart.
The clear vermilion is red, and the ink is dark. In this grand and chaotic time, Ji Chaorong was afraid of bumping into that person, but Gu Changli was so pure and pure, so bright and bright, that he couldn't help but get closer, fearing that the person's tainted thoughts would be thrown away by him.
Twelve years later,
Ji Chaorong: You saved my life
Gu Changli: Oh
Ji Chaorong (laughing): So... I'm sorry
Gu Changli:?
Ji Chaorong: I pledge my life to you for saving my life, and I will haunt you for the rest of my life.
Gu Changli: Okay
User Guide:
1. The introduction has nothing to do with the main text
2. The character's three views do not represent the author's three views
3. This article is emotionally rational, the two are career-oriented, and there are no overly extreme love thoughts.
A man with extraordinary appearance and a troubled man VS an elegant and quiet person with character
Intention: Let the chirping of cicadas in midsummer stop this thought