Waiting for Spring

[This article will be uploaded to v on July 2nd, thank you for your support~] The story of reunion The cold-faced and innocent stinky genius x the all-around tsundere queen When he grows up, he becomes a scientist who explores the universe and becomes a famous star in film history. * Lan Yajun and Jing Chuhuai reunited at the movie premiere a few years later The Overlord Flower, which once poisoned all living beings, has become numb, withdrawn, and exhausted. She doesn't care about other people's scrutiny, ridicule, and neglect. She cherishes her words like gold, her eyes are empty, and she lives as if she were dead. But when the two people's eyes met again after a long separation, the soul was suddenly injected into the dead body. "Is Lan Ruoya your stage name?" Jing Chuhuai asked as a stranger to the audience. Lan Yajun looked at him blankly and replied: "Yes." "Then what's your real name?" The two looked at each other, and nearly ten years passed by in a flash. Lan Yajun looked at Jing Chuhuai's too hot eyes, lowered his head, remained silent for a long time, and replied: "You know." * Half a year after separation, Jing Chuhuai took Lan Yajun home after losing her memory in a car accident. Lan Yajun, who lost her memory, turned into a fierce and lustful cat Jing Chuhuai, who is no longer young, has smoothed away the sharpness and acrimony she once had. She caught the cat's hurtful claws and told her about their past and told her that she was not homeless. Lan Yajun was cautious, tested repeatedly, and finally acted willfully. She started to remove the many safety charms in Jing Chuhuai's car that were blocking her eyes, but Jing Chuhuai stopped her. Lan Yajun was startled. When she was about to retract her turtle shell for self-protection, Jing Chuhuai explained, "I asked for this in many places." Lan Yajun raised her head and asked carefully: "What do you want?" Jing Chuhuai replied: "I wish you peace and joy, and wish us longevity." "I may have been deceived," he said silently, turning his head to look at the shy but happy Lan Yajun, "but I hope it is true." [Tips before reading]: 1. This article does not have any prototype, it is purely fictitious! ! 2. The female protagonist is a super invincible beauty, but has a schizophrenia; the male protagonist is a super invincible genius, but has a bad ass. 3. Shuangjie 1v1, a cookie that is three parts sour, three parts crazy and four parts sweet, hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe ———————————— I am writing a road novel based on my current situation. There is a nine-year age difference, a story of hunting between the younger generation and the older generation. Gentle and mature wealthy young man x well-behaved and ferocious lost girl * After his mother passed away, Song Qiao took a year off from school, packed his bags and embarked on an unknown journey When entering the Tibetan area, Song Qiao, who was not familiar with the road conditions, had an argument with the driver and was kicked out of the car. As a result, he was picked up by Zhou Yunpeng, who came to Tibet to pray for his mother. In the wilderness, alone with a man and a woman, it's hard not to have something happen Song Qiao rejected Zhou Yunpeng's kindness, carried his heavy luggage, and walked forward stubbornly. When it was getting dark, the car that had been hanging behind him for more than a hundred meters turned on its bright lights, illuminating Song Qiao's dark road ahead. She was stunned and turned around. Zhou Yunpeng turned out of the car window, waved to her, and said helplessly: "I'm really not a bad person. It's not safe here at night. You, a child, are too dangerous." Song Qiao pursed her lips, immersed in the dim lighting, and looked at Zhou Yunpeng in the quiet night, finally letting go of her guard. * Zhou Yunpeng is a gentle gentleman. He is kind to everyone, and Song Qiao is no exception. Therefore, while doing his best to be kind to Song Qiao who has lost everything, he will also deal rationally and coldly with every time she approaches. Therefore, after Song Qiao gave him everything, he would avoid Song Qiao's kiss after he was completely lost. Song Qiao, who was only 19 years old, could not simply regard all this as a romantic relationship like an adult. She picked it up vigorously and put it down again. After the journey, she left without saying goodbye, like a fish entering the sea, and it is difficult to find traces. When she stepped onto the train, she noticed a Bodhi bracelet with blood and tears hanging on her hand, which Zhou Yunpeng had been wearing. He once wore it, held Song Qiao's hand, and walked through the snow-capped mountains, through the wilderness, through the canyon, and into the sacred Potala Palace. Zhou Yunpeng always wears his Taoist priest's hair loosely, soaked in the sun, always chic, always at ease, always doing whatever he wants, but his calm eyes always reveal a slight timidity when looking at Song Qiao. "People in this world come and go in a hurry, and their destiny is gone. There is no certainty." "So?" "So, Song Qiao..." When his shining eyes met Song Qiao, who was far more enthusiastic and magnanimous than him, he silently lowered his eyes again. He turned the bodhi beads in his hand, was silent for a moment, raised his head, and regained the calmness of an older man. He raised his hand, rubbed Song Qiao's head, and said inexplicably: "Forget it." Intention: Generations of proud people in the country are new, and generations of China share the same dream