Jiang Ling has a happy family, with parents who tolerate and love him. Even his few good friends are sincere and supportive of him. He was born with money and power at his fingertips, and he had everything that others could only hope for. His family gave him confidence, and his friends gave him support and courage. His life in the past ten years has been much easier and smoother than that of most students.
But he didn't expect that an injury and fainting during a basketball game would drag him into an endless nightmare.
Tang Yu frowned slightly while wearing gold-rimmed glasses. His crow-feather eyelashes blocked his sight, making it difficult for people to see his eyes clearly. "Lingling, the dream was given to you by me, and I can break it easily."
Three years ago, Tang Yu gently said to the out-of-control Jiang Ling, "Go to your dream, I'll wait for you."
Three years later, Tang Yu was still gentle. He couldn't let go of Jiang Ling but had no other choice. Tang Yu whispered to the sobbing person in his arms, "Lingling, go to your dream, don't wait for me."
Gong, a possessive, gentle scientist, VS quick-tempered, smart, smart and receptive
It feels a bit like Narcissus - me vs. My conscious body. Everyone can have many ideas
Intention: Love yourself well