In the haystack of the courtyard covered with silver frost, Yuan Chun was playing with something with Xi Mu next door. From afar, the call of her mother, Ms. Tong, came: "Qiuqiu, what have you done to your cat? You can hear its screams from a distance." A soft, glutinous rice sound rang out from the snowdrift: "Mommy, I am burying her in the snow. Sister Daiyu is burying Huahua. I want to hide Mimi [the cat]." There was a magnetic laugh from the side, and Yuanchun innocently raised his plump head. What came into view was a tall figure standing lazily with a coat on his hand. The light reflected the superior outline; "So beautiful" was the only word of praise that the round head of only 4 years old could think of at that time... Years later, Yuanchun, who has become Mrs. Qin, every time she thinks of this, she can't help but sigh: "Some people only need one glance to last a lifetime."
Purpose: A story about a woman chasing a man, urban love, elegant professor VS the ghostly round girl, the man is 40 years old, the woman is 25 years old