Bai Xin loved Xu Yu for seven years, but it took Xu Yu less than seven seconds to give up on her...
When she turned her grief into focusing on her career, she met Xiao Xia.
"Mr. Xiao, we are not familiar with each other."
"Oh? What does it mean to be considered mature? Have you ever rolled on the sheets twice?"
"You... Won't fall in love with me, will you?" Xiao Xia asked casually with a warm smile.
"No." Her love stayed in that snowy winter, and from then on, her happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy had nothing to do with love.
"What about you?"
"I thought I couldn't do it either." The evening wind ruffled his hair, and whose heart was ruffled?
Who said that love can only be achieved by running in both directions? Is there no love when it comes from calculation? As long as my bait is sweet enough and the fish line is long enough, I'm not afraid of not falling into your heart.
My debut novel, don't comment if you don't like it.
Intention: If you have a dream, you have to do it. What if it comes true?