"Fang Chuanjun, when will you come back? I'm so sleepy." Lin Ningran was lying on the sofa at home, bored.
"Darling, if you're tired, go to sleep first. Don't worry, I won't stay up all night." The teammates who heard Fang Chuanjun's words silently closed their mouths.
"How dare you stay up all night? If you don't come back before 12:00, you'll have to wait until you stay up all night." The girl, wearing light pink pajamas, hung up the phone, her slightly angry face wrinkled up.
"If you feel tired, stop and take a rest. Believe that I will always be behind you." This was Lin Nirran's message on Fang Chuanjun's live broadcast, but she never thought that one day she would actually stand behind him...
I have seen the scenery of midsummer, the romance of autumn, and the warmth of winter. That year, the begonia flowers bloomed again. What happened in the spring breeze, and what was the outcome of the begonia flowers falling? But no one knows.
What is love? Maybe everyone will give a different answer, or maybe my answer is in this book.
Intention: first heartbeat