Lin Luqiao was born with a good skin, his parents gave him a solid family background, and he had a free and easy temper. During his youth of seventeen or eighteen years old, everyone would secretly take a look at him.
He, who had never been sincere to anyone, actually fell in love with a good student and good girl like Chen Xi.
Good girl, he believes in a ghost.
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Lin Luqiao always felt that Chen Xi was probably sent by God to defeat him.
At the sports meeting, Chen Xi signed up for the 3,000-meter race. His friend put his arm around his shoulder and mocked him: "Tsk, tsk, 3,000-meter race. Why are you chasing me, Boss Lin?"
Sure enough, the imaginary picture of the boy with his arms open and waiting at the finish line did not appear. Lin Luqiao suffered an asthma attack due to excessive running.
Just like their feelings.
Lin Luqiao had seen her in all her ways, he gave up going abroad for her, shed tears for her, was beaten for her, and took ninety-nine steps forward firmly, but still couldn't escape the words: "Let's just be friends."
"Chen Xi, if you let go, we will never have a future."
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At a party six years later, Chen Xi deliberately leaned into the ear of Lin Luqiao, the most handsome person in the booth, and asked: "It's my first time here and I'm not very good at playing. Can you tell me the rules?"
Chen Xi thought that chasing someone would be a protracted battle, but he didn't expect Lin Luqiao to be so easy to chase.
Intention: Look forward and regain the beauty of life