Not Free
不自由
by Bring Me the Ammunition Box (来碗弹药箱)
- Length
- 31k Words
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 3y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
Stats
Tags
- ThemeLove
- POVUnspecified
- Age18+
- Serious Drama
Synopsis
The love brain "fake prodigal" VS the love of freedom "the guiding light in the world" Jiang Jingnian, a well-known "bad boy" in Heping Hutong. A "little brat" in the eyes of a good boy, a "good horse" in the eyes of a teacher who is wild and untamed. Ding Man is a well-known "good boy" in Heping Hutong. A "good role model" in the eyes of teachers and a "troublemaker" in the eyes of bad children. The junior high school is in the same school, the high school is in the same school, and the university is in the same school. Ding Man didn't like this brother's good brother. After all, this person can go to the house to uncover the tiles and stir up trouble. Ding Man stared blankly at the small metal nails at the corners of his mouth several times. Will he leak water when he drinks? Until she saw with her own eyes that this guy was scolding the Ghasese girl and grabbing the man in uniform. As soon as a cigarette was brought to his mouth, he choked and cried, and the "Serve the Country with Loyalty" on his arm fell off with his hands. Hmm... It's quite pretentious. But it seems... A bit handsome... In high school, even Ding Man himself didn't dare to face it, and his love slowly accumulated dust over time. When she was eighteen years old, a bloody example was placed in front of her. From then on, she severely stepped on love into the ground and stamped her feet. The occasional passing by him during the four years of college was a silent catastrophe. After working for two years, she wore hiking boots and a black jacket. Standing on the African grassland, watching the heat wave rolling in front of you. The hand with red nails pulled down the sunglasses and looked up and down at the man in front of him who was carrying a large bag of shooting equipment. He was dusty, but his eyebrows were still as clear as before. "You?" She pushed her sunglasses back into place. "Come back where you want." She walked back without looking back. Unexpectedly, the man shouted at the top of his lungs, "VineFree! I am your fan!" Ding Man looked back helplessly as Jiang Jingnian jumped up and down and gestured. "Nian", a millionaire travel blogger, went to Africa to follow the footsteps of "VineFree". "VineFree", a documentary director and wildlife photographer who became famous at a young age, called him disgustingly, "The one who loves to travel." Accompanied by the heat wave on the grassland and the lions and elephants that can be seen everywhere, Jiang Jingnian discovered the feelings that he had not noticed when he was young. He seemed to not only admire her... Jiang Jingnian fell in love with the world and the sea, walked through deserts, went into swamps, climbed mountains and dived into abyss. Occasionally, I remembered that in middle school, I used my fists to do things, in high school, I went into the broadcast room to express my love for the school beauty, and in college, I put hair removal cream into shampoo, and it seemed that the arrogant "prodigal son" who made the counselor's already poor head worse was not him. Later, with red eyes, he begged her not to leave. "Ding Man, what do you love?" "Freedom." She paused. "I love freedom more than anything else." The dream column recorded by Jiang Jingnian's high school classmate was crossed out with a black ballpoint pen. The word "freedom" was covered with countless lines, and a new line of small words was added in the blank space. "The freedom to be Ding Man." Ding Man's red notebook caught his eye. He chose it himself, but he clearly remembered that he was chosen by the monitor when they were drawing gifts at their high school graduation. ... The "guiding light in the world" sometimes dims, and the "fake prodigal" who loves freedom but loves Ding Man more also sometimes shines. When he darkens, she lends him a beam of light; when she dies, he lights her up again. Freedom is their common pronoun, but love is their unsolvable proposition. "Give me freedom or give me death." "It means, I can't do it without you." "I don't want to be bound by love, but the most terrifying fact is that I find that I am starting to fall in love with you." Note: HE Reunion with a broken mirror The heroine is more sensitive and awkward Mission: freedom and love