A short story about gentle people getting close to each other and healing each other.
Zhang Li put his arms around Xu Zhao's waist and lay on his side on the bed and said slowly: "Xu Zhao, I am 27 years old, not 17 years old."
Then he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a pillow and continued slowly: "I can't give up everything I have now. I wish you well every day in the future."
Love at first sight in the subway, double secret love, gentle and independent woman, non-love brain
Gentle male protagonist, gentle people are so beautiful
Falling in love is not the end, nor is marriage. The important thing is to have the touches you brought to me in my short life, and that is enough.
Xu Zhao:
What can I do?
We chatted from dusk to sunset
From gardenias blooming to begonias sleeping
Talking about the Spring and Autumn Period and Zuo Zhuan from Western Philosophy
Later, the wind stopped in the early morning
Dare to say love
Zhang Li:
I really like the word "meet"
Not that it's so lively and grand
Can startle the spring breeze
I just feel that being together can withstand the coldness of this world.
Concept: A story about ordinary men and women falling in love in the city, the perfume and black skirt that day.