The flower of Gaoling, Jiang Yiyan, has an outstanding appearance, but a cold temperament, making it beyond the reach of most suitors. He had a good relationship with his childhood sweetheart, Li Ningyan, and the last word of their names was a homophonic pronunciation. In the midsummer when everyone thought they were about to be together.
Jiang Yiyan's Chen Yanyan appeared.
Many years later, at a class reunion, the classmates were shocked when they saw Jiang Yiyan's hot eyes looking at Chen Yanyan and their interlocked hands, and kept asking questions out of curiosity.
"Which of you is chasing whom?"
"When did you get together?"
"I thought that Li Ningyan, the unkind flower of the high mountain, would be picked off by Li Ningyan."
Chen Yanyan and Jiang Yiyan looked at each other and smiled.
"The flower of the high mountain is planted in my hand." Chen Yanyan said with a chuckle.
"Yeah. It fell into the hands of my Yanyan." When Jiang Yiyan said this, his eyes did not move away from Chen Yanyan at all.
The gaze was still intense, and everyone couldn't help but say oh~.
The flower of the high mountain fell into the hands of Yanyan!
Intention: There will be time to ride the wind and waves