The first time I met Zhao Hangsheng was in the early autumn of the first year of high school. She saw that he was unruly, she saw that he was high-spirited, she saw that he loved her crazily, but she did not see his suffering and hardship during the days when they were separated, his longing for her like a disease, and she did not see that the girls around him changed again and again, but they were never as good as her.
The basketball captain, Zhao Hangsheng, the aloof academic tyrant, and the academic tyrant Wen Nanmo, are both crazy and calm when they are familiar with each other.
At the beginning of his heartbeat, she was surrounded by gangsters in the alley next to the school. When he saw her panicking, her former domineering power no longer existed.
After rescuing her, she licked his wounds with worry in her eyes.
But he frowned impatiently, "I just promise you. Do you think I'll be scared to death if you run so fast and get bullied?"
When they broke up, they separated due to a misunderstanding. He was in pain and she was determined.
Zhao Hangsheng looked at Wen Nanmo with sharp eyes. He dug his fingers into his flesh and hammered the wall next to Wen Nanmo. His voice trembled and he asked humbly, "Are you really going to leave me?" Wen Nanmo stared at Zhao Hangsheng with fierce eyes and resisted the urge to stay. The tears came and she said to him, "You are drunk, Zhao Hangsheng. You once said that we were not suitable for each other, and you were only with me out of anger. But I was hurt, and I just threw it on you in the same way." After saying that, he turned away. But the tears of disappointment still dripped from the left eye to the floor...
The names of Zhao Hangsheng and Wen Nanmo have been on the honor list of Chunchao No. 1 Middle School for the past three years. Their stories are known to the whole school. They say they are a perfect match for a talented man and a beautiful woman. In that fiery youth, it was their story...
We met three years later. He was the cold and tyrannical boss of Chaoping City, and she was the calm and steady Lawyer Wen.
He looked at her with dark eyes: "Lawyer Wen, have we met before?"
Wen Nanmo swallowed hard: "I don't know him."
He shook his head gently, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, buried his head in her arms, and choked with sobs: "Are you really not acquainted? I miss you so much, nanny."
If there hadn't been White Rabbit toffee that year, would you still have followed me?
Purpose: Originated from life, adapted from life