One day, Li Ran made a heartbroken gesture in front of Xu Zhiyuan and said that she had accidentally broken his bowl and her heart hurt.
The girl was gentle and refined, blushing softly with teary eyes.
What else could Xu Zhiyuan do but indulge her?
Then he watched her change her expression in a second and cheekily thrust her phone in front of him. "How about this bowl?"
Xu Zhiyuan: "That's a basin..."
But she looked so proud, as if she'd done something wonderful and deserved a pat on the head. Her gaze was playfully alluring, keeping him in suspense.
Xu Zhiyuan admitted that, in his thirty years of being single, he had never before felt his heart stir with desire.
This was the youth of her unrequited love, and the love poem he kept restrained.
Theme: Meeting you was a miracle in itself
