Seventeen years old
No one would have thought that two people who had nothing in common would come together. No one would think that this ignorant love would mean anything.
"Let's separate."
"Good"
The first time she cried, he looked at that face and was at a loss.
"It's very painful to like you. You see, we are destined to have no fate. From now on, please don't contact me again."
"Good"
The second time, she turned and left, and he looked at her back, heartbroken.
"Please give in!"
"No"
"Playing rogue?"
"It only takes three, Yueyue, do you think I will let you go again?"
There are too many definitions of love, but the one that Chen Yue believes in the most is Sun Wei's sentence,
"The first girl who cried for me, your tears made my heart fall into the abyss."
Concept: Love contains every flavor, no matter which one comes from you, it is extremely precious.