June Chrysanthemum

When Song Qiao was in her third year of junior high school, she moved into Lin Yuyuan's home with her father. It was the first time she saw such a person. He was so good-looking that you couldn't take your eyes away, and his movements were elegant and dignified. She thought, this is the kind of person the proud man of heaven is talking about. Song Qiao originally thought that Lin Yuyuan would hate him for being dependent on others, but he didn't and instead treated him very well. He gave her extra lessons, picked her up from her classroom after school, prepared surprises for her on her birthday, and remembered all her preferences. He gave her a lot of love and care, and Song Qiao couldn't help but fall in love with him, and she felt that the other person also liked her a little bit. But she understands that such feelings can only be hidden in her heart now, and she can only confess to him when she becomes an adult. After graduating from high school, Lin Yuyuan went to college in another city. For him, Song Qiao studied day and night, giving up all her interests and hobbies to get into the same university as him. Until one day when I went to visit him in his city, there was a very beautiful girl standing next to him. He introduced her with a faint smile: "Qiaoqiao, this is my girlfriend." Her love for him was like the June chrysanthemum that day, broken by the heavy rain before it bloomed. . After Song Qiao no longer liked Lin Yuyuan, she went to another university, stopped contacting him actively, and planned to start a life without Lin Yuyuan. She picked up her hobbies again, made many friends, and her life became more fulfilling. By chance, she reunited with Lin Yuyuan's high school friend Zhou Shiyan and got together. One day they met Lin Yuyuan by chance. Zhou Shiyan held her hand and said to Lin Yuyuan with a smile: "I forgot to tell you that we are together. Will you bless us?" From that day on, all Lin Yuyuan's gentleness, dignity and self-control were fed to the dog. *The flowers of the high mountains are crazy for love . Pre-receipt of "Fake Affection" Jian Yin and Zheng Yiming were childhood sweethearts, and she had liked him since she was a child. She knew that he didn't like her, but it didn't matter. She believed that he would be impressed by her one day. She was kind to him in every possible way, but what she was waiting for was the news of his engagement. That night, she went to a nightclub to get drunk, drank countless bottles of wine, and cried until her eyes were red and swollen. As she left, she ran into a man's arms. The man has deep eyebrows, a high nose, slightly raised corners of his mouth, and a hint of playfulness in his phoenix eyes. The first thing she thought of was - like him. . Zhou Mucheng is a well-known prodigal son in the industry, and he has always been the most scornful of love. That day at the nightclub, a woman ran into his arms and raised her eyes to look at him. A pair of round eyes were slightly drooped, and the ends of the eyes were red, looking a little pitiful. He raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not let go of his hand. She looks very honest, but is unexpectedly enthusiastic in bed, and the look in her eyes can be described as obsession. He was a little surprised at first, but gradually he began to enjoy the look in her eyes. Jian Yin has been with Zhou Mucheng longer than anyone else, and everyone speculates that he is sincerely in love. In response, Zhou Mucheng just sneered. Truth? He doesn't have that kind of thing. It's just a case of each taking what he needs, he thought. Until that night, she looked at him with his favorite affectionate eyes and called out other men's names. . That night, Zhou Mucheng was like crazy, furious, and asked her for an explanation with a sinister expression. But Jian Yin just looked at him calmly, the infatuation in her eyes had long since dissipated, as if she had returned to reality from a dream. "What can I say? He is the one I love." At that moment, Zhou Mucheng felt as if his heart had been cut open, thrown to the ground, and crushed ten thousand times. He knew he should let go, but he was in deeper than he thought. Unknowingly, he became the humble person he once looked down upon the most. When she was heartbroken and crying for him late at night, he pulled her into his arms and said softly: "Treat me as him, you can do whatever you want to me." He felt the person in his arms tremble, as if he was shocked by his words. But he just hugged her a little tighter and said with a dry throat: "Tell me, what should I do?" What should you do to look more like what you like? Male stand-in Intention: Don't give up yourself for love