Qiao Xi has a little secret. She has always secretly liked her nominal brother.
In the autumn when she was seventeen, she walked into the room drunkenly and gave him an extremely tender kiss in the dark.
Later, when Xing Zheng accidentally mentioned that night, she blushed like blood and stuttered, "I may have been sleepwalking."
At the age of 18, Qiao Xi plucked up the courage to confess her love to him by the seaside, crying until she was in tears, in order to commemorate her dying love.
Xing Zheng wiped away her tears, lowered his head and kissed her.
"Jojo, open your mouth."
That kiss, mixed with the salty, sweet and moist sea breeze, appeared in her dreams countless times.
She couldn't forget those red eyes.
The moon and the sea are not as tender as one ten thousandth of his tenderness. +
Many years later, Xing Zheng became a resolute criminal police captain.
One day, several of his subordinates were chatting and talking about the beautiful policewoman whom he rejected. One person concluded: "A cold-blooded and ruthless person like Captain Xing has no emotions at all."
The man flicked the ashes of his cigarette with his lower hand.
Why not.
There was only one person in the world who could easily stir up his emotions.
For example, on that hot summer night, the spring love that crushed the moonlight diffused into the airtight air, and the intertwined breaths lingered and crisped.
For example, she said that on the day they broke up, he turned away with red eyes, walked in the cold wind all night, and finally collapsed in the pouring rain.
Every day after that, he spent his days in panic in sleepwalking.
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+The delicate and frail dancer (Qiao Xi) vs. The boring sports student (Xing Zheng)
(Double C on campus, childhood sweethearts, reunited after breaking up.)
Intention: Love is the companionship of a steady flow of water.
