Pei Nu and Jiang Yan are like two parallel lines, one is a low-key young lady who has won all kinds of awards for her talent and beauty, and the other is a high-profile, cold and good-looking young man who is ignorant, cynical and cynical.
"Well, I asked for leave." The other party didn't speak for a long time, "Where are you?" "City B." Jiang Yan smiled unconsciously. "Tell me your location." Jiang Yan's tone was serious, and Pei Nu was a little confused by him. "Are you coming?" "I want to know how far you are from me."
The next day, Pei Nu took the initiative to hold Jiang Yan's hand. Jiang Yan was a little surprised. He lowered his head slightly and saw the little girl with red ears from the side. "Do you like me, or do you like my hand?" Pei Nu thought he was so childish. How could there be such a childish person? "I like masters with hands." Pei Nu raised his head and blinked, and Jiang Yan smiled.
"Did you stay up late?" His face was expressionless and his tone was a little cold. Pei Nu did not answer his topic and just said: "The young lady at position 34 has been secretly watching you." After saying that, she looked at him. Her eyes were very bright and the color of the pupils was very light, as if she had soaked the autumn water in the starry sky and poured it into it. Jiang Yan couldn't be cold to her, so he had no choice but to rub her head and whisper in a doting tone: "Be good, it's not good to stay up late, go to bed early next time." "What about the little sister?" Seeing that Pei Nu had been obsessed with the little sister who was staring at him, he had no choice but to lift her hand. "She can only be shown outside the door, but she has no right to go in and visit." That's right, because he has her in his heart and can't tolerate others.
Pei Nu trotted downstairs to find him and hugged him directly. The girl's tears kept lingering, and she could faintly hear the words "I'm sorry" accompanied by sobs. He held her tightly in his arms and said, "Be good, don't cry." After a long time, she stopped. "Why don't you leave? You know I won't come down."
Maybe at a moment in the future, two parallel lines in a certain space-time will extend infinitely, then approach infinitely, and finally completely overlap.
Intention: A glimpse of a hundred thousand years of surprise, the rose will not abandon the little prince, it will only wait quietly