Wen Nian Is Interested

[Updated daily, 9 p. M., If no manuscript is saved, it will be updated the next day] When Tang Wennian was drunk, he met his ex and his girlfriend. He got excited, picked up the wine bottle in his hand and threw it at them. As a result, the bottle did not hit anyone and was caught by a colleague in his department. He said: "Tang Wennian, this is hazardous waste, and the recyclables are over there." The clean and handsome boy held the thrown wine bottle tightly, as if he had grasped Tang Wennian's panicked heart. The street lamp reflected a little light through the glass bottle, which looked particularly bright in the dark night. It also seemed to shine through the secret door of her locked heart. - The first snow, sunrise, sunset, sea, and fireworks that I have seen in the past have all become special because of Shen Yicheng's arrival. He said: "Tang Wennian, we caught up with the first snow. Because we always have good luck when we are with you." Little did he know that he was what Tang Wennian thought was the good luck. - At sunset, the bright red sun dyed half of the sky. When the boy came closer, the breeze carried the familiar scent of citrus. He said, "Can I kiss you?" Suddenly it was as if the sunset had been plucked and smeared on Tang Wennian's cheeks. He looked at her and chuckled softly, then leaned over and kissed her very lightly on the forehead. "Sister, you are so shy and you always think that I am playing tricks." - Summer, seaside, fireworks sticks. The salty evening breeze made the fireworks stick in my hand click. Bright yellow sparks burst out in front of Tang Wennian's eyes, as if he had grasped the fireflies in the summer night. Shen Yicheng just looked at her, carving her into his heart one stroke at a time. "Sister, you are like the sea, gentle, mysterious and unpredictable." "It captured my heart without warning." "I want to be the moon closest to you, just like the person closest to me is my sweetheart now." - Fireworks must be magical, otherwise when they exploded in the sky behind Shen Yicheng, how could she think that this moment was the most romantic? Those small thoughts are like the stars of fireworks that have burned out, falling into the night and finally falling into my heart. He tiptoed over and kissed Shen Yicheng on the cheek, "Happy New Year." His clear eyes widened slightly, and then he took Tang Wennian into his arms, "This time, I can hold you as I wish." - Growth and healing, slow daily life Mature and intellectual sister × possessive little wolfdog Concept: Someone worthy of liking may be just around the next corner