Most people like Yin Tong. If you ask them what they like about her, the honest answer will probably be her charming appearance and soft-spoken way of doing things. What is more connotative is that her personality is as elegant and self-consistent as a water-filled goblet or as sparkling as a myrtle.
However, when asked about her ex-boyfriend...'S good brother, the man gave an unpredictable smile: "I just like the arrogance, contempt, and indifference she hides towards me." In fact, Chen Xiangyin is not so naughty. After all, is it because Yin Tong's silly way of rarely falling asleep in class is so funny? Alas, I can't tell, I can't tell.
In short, Chen Xiangyin had a recurring dream during the days when Yin Tong left:
He and Yin Tong were walking on the road of ancient Rome. Yin Tong wore a white silk robe from an ancient oil painting and a large straw hat plaited with rattan. The sun was scorching hot in the sky, and her cheeks glowed faintly under the shade of the straw hat. They came to the ruins of the Colosseum, where the blood of former heroes was recorded on the earth and stone. The Colosseum is surrounded by the sea. The sea wraps around this ring-shaped building, and waves come from all directions. Wow - the waves are covered with the phosphorescence of whitebait, and even the foam on the top of the waves is lazily.
He suddenly got down on one knee and piously asked to be her adult guardian.
After a long time, he finally understood that she was a princess-like figure who represented the fantasy he had pursued throughout his life.
However, Yin Tong doesn't need it.
Intention: Self-improvement and self-reliance, finding goals