In the dim alley, his deep eyes made Shen Qingran freeze on the spot, but she didn't know that the "wait a minute" was also hidden in Lin Yizhou's heart...
"Hey, Zhouzhou, please like me." The girl raised the corner of her mouth with an ambiguous smile, which sounded like a joke but also seemed like a serious test. He didn't reply at the time.
Later, he said: "Shen Qingran, welcome to my world."
Many years later, he held Shen Qingran covered in blood and cried until he lost his voice... "It was obviously not me who was killed, but it was clearly me."
Intention: There will always be malice coming, but there will always be overwhelming love.