Lin Sang didn't expect that he would meet Jiang Zhen again.
I guess it's fate. Whether it's the first time we meet or when we meet again, it's always the bad version of ourselves.
On a leisurely and comfortable afternoon, Lin Sang was lying on the bed looking at the man next to him, feeling a little sad for no reason.
"Jiang Zhen, will you always be with me?"
The man next to him chuckled and leaned forward for a kiss
"Of course, forever and ever."
This is something I recognized when I was young
Intention: Positive, protective, waiting