The small foreign-style building in the dilapidated town, which had been abandoned since it was built, welcomed its owner after a few years, a noble and cold young master.
Luxurious cars and villas, fine clothes and fine food, and a chauffeur when traveling.
The first time Tu Manman met him was when he was hiding from his mother and nearly hit a luxury car with a B-shaped logo.
The young man stepped out of the car with sleepy eyes. His long eyelashes could not hide the impatience under his eyes. He looked at the small-town girl in front of him, whose clothes had faded after washing. He characterized the accident as an accident and threw down "two hundred and five" to end the farce.
There are two people separated by clouds and mud, one lives in a bungalow and the other lives in a western-style building. The two families face each other across an asphalt road called Galaxy Road.
Just like their life portrayal.
But the heartbeat is like a wild beast, tearing the reason to pieces.
Tu Manman hid his love from everyone and fell in love with an impossible person.
But when a storm hit, Chen Yigui personally shattered her illusions. His cold voice concealed coldness and he said: "Don't be sentimental."
It rained heavily all night. It was the first heavy rain she had ever seen since she was born. It lasted for several days. Just like her heartbeat, it came quickly and violently and was overwhelming. She couldn't help herself and was powerless.
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The rumor that "Tu Manman likes Chen Yigui" spread like wildfire in the school, like a summer hurricane. In time, the sparrow's dream of flying on a branch and becoming a phoenix has become an open secret.
The midday sun was dazzling, and the shadows under the leafy branches were torn apart by light and shadow, feeling aggrieved, ashamed and angry, and finally transformed into collapse.
At the commendation meeting, Tu Manman dispelled the rumors in the most passionate and unsparing way, and also distinguished himself from Chen Yigui.
"I have no intention of trying to outdo Chen Yigui. I did before, now, and in the future."
If you like this thing, you don't look at the trump card, but only look at the sooner or later. Those who are always tempted early lose priority.
The rumors died down and their names were no longer mentioned together. Only then did Chen Yigui realize that the start button between them was always at Tu Manman's side.
In his entire life, he had never bent down for anyone, but at this moment his back was not as straight as usual.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Tu Manman's silence. He knew that Tu Manman didn't want to have anything to do with him.
So, he straightened his lips and deliberately kept his voice cold, just to fulfill her wish: "Don't be so sentimental."
The grand yet lonely secret love is like a mint candy soaked in bitter melon juice, so painful that it is indescribable.
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Later, on the school's advertising wall with mottled handwriting, there was an advertising statement "My wish at the age of eighteen is to get her" and the name was Chen Yigui, which everyone knew throughout the endless summer.
And the sunflowers he planted for Tu Manman bloomed brightly and enthusiastically toward the south in the afternoon with clear skies.
On the rooftop of the small foreign-style building, Chen Yigui's eyes were drooping, his fists were loosening and tightening, and veins were crawling all over his arms.
In the small courtyard opposite, childhood sweethearts were chatting, and Tu Manman's smiling face was brighter than the sunflowers blooming beside the wall.
He trapped his beloved between his arms. In the turbulent dark night, his eyes were burning, and his breath was full of heat: "The flower language of sunflowers is that there is no one else in sight, and you are everywhere, so Tu Manman, you can't look at others, you can only look at me."
The boy's clear love was all in his straightforward words, and his frank sight was wrapped in a possessiveness that couldn't be ignored. He was enjoying the pleasure of derailment while out of control.
There is no one else in sight but you everywhere. Wherever he looks, he always points towards Tu Manman.
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The love of youth is more lasting than the chirping of cicadas year after year.
The day is boiling, trapped in the midsummer, and you are never alone.
Intention: You are the origin of my journey and my final return.
