The breeze at the seaside caressed the girl's tear-stained face. Qiao Yun felt that the wind gave her a headache, but she still controlled her voice to prevent herself from choking. He said softly to the man in front of him: "Cheng Wunian, we have no future for a long time."
After hearing this, Cheng Wunian's eyes darkened, he looked at her for a long time, and then suddenly laughed. The young man's deep and magnetic voice echoed in Qiao Yun's ears.
She looked at the upright young man in front of her, overlapping with him in her memory, and felt that time had subtly changed a lot. Before Qiao Yun could figure out what stage had changed, Cheng Wunian slowly said, "Qiao Yun, you are too late to say this."
Purpose: Describe their youth