When Xu Nian was young, he once fell in love with someone quietly.
Li Linsheng, the first time she heard the name, she was attracted to him.
"The rising sun in the morning gives rise to the warm sun, what a good name." And he indeed became her sun.
Xu Nian fell into hatred, and he pulled her away from the dark corner; Xu Nian was confused, and he accompanied her to find her direction...
"Xu Nian, we will meet when you are admitted to college." The boy in the sky blue shirt said to her with a smile.
He disappeared from her world.
When we met again, she was 20 and he was 23.
She tried her best to set a trap to lure him into her arms, but he remained unmoved.
Under the drunken moonlight, Xu Nian sat astride him, kissed the scar on his collarbone, with slightly red eyes, and asked him cautiously: "Can we be together?"
Li Linsheng couldn't help himself. He suppressed her troublesome hands with his backhand. The ambiguous breath filled the air. His lips moved around her neck and he said in a hoarse voice: "I'm just waiting for your words."
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However, in the end, Xu Nian was submerged in the crowd attending his wedding, just like a passerby, watching him and her embrace on the stage with relief.
Our story turns out to be my story.
Concept: Youthful love can linger for a long time, but love after growth has to lose to reality.