Winn has been single for twenty-five years. He fell in love with a boy who was five years younger than himself. He doted on him to the heavens. He held it in his hand for fear of falling and held it in his mouth for fear of melting. I thought I could just keep walking with the kid like this, but who knew that the kid, who looked so cute, would actually play runaway! It was so irritating that her liver ached with anger. It seemed that she was still too doting, and she needed to be educated.
Fang Xiaoyu always felt that being able to be by Wen En's side was a fate that he could not ask for, so he always acted cautiously and walked on thin ice. It's a pity that they were still young and ignorant, and ended their fate with their own hands. Since then, he has been regretting it, but what's the use? What is lost can never be regained.
When they met again, before they had time to express their feelings, they saw a familiar figure standing next to Wen En, who was his love rival from back then. Fang Xiaoyu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave for a moment. He was already a big shot in the art world. He changed from his usual reserved self and seemed to be the helpless young man he was back then. Suppressing the turbulent emotions, he walked to Wen En, reached out and pulled the corner of Wen En's clothes, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Sister..."
Intention: Self-improvement, hard work, continuous growth