I Hope Spring Is Not Too Late

Weibo: Jinjiangzhizhi On the night when the first and second graders were cheering for the third graders, Cen Jiayin looked downstairs as one of the lead singers, Gu Zhan, sang the song "You Were a Boy" "Many years ago you had a pair of clear eyes run Like a spring lightning...". Gu Zhan was aloof and taciturn, with arrogant eyebrows, a straight nose and thin lips. Only the light brown moles at the corners of his eyes were like glimmers of light from his deep eyes, softening his alienated indifference. So far, so close. After calling him upstairs, Cen Jiayin was waiting for a "chance encounter" under the corridor, but unexpectedly he bumped into another girl confessing to him. He was lazy and a little distracted until he met her eyes. He narrowed his eyes, raised his lips and chuckled, with a sarcastic look in his eyes. She stared at the mole in the corner of his eye and the corner of his smiling mouth for a moment, and felt her heart pounding for a moment. There is a banner hanging on the outer wall: "Those who are determined will find every possible way; those who are not ambitious will only find countless difficulties." She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and walked out, quite as if she was looking forward to death. "Gu Zhan, can I kiss you?" "?" As soon as the words were spoken, both of them were stunned. The atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle. "No, what I want to say..." Cen Jiayin almost wanted to bite off his tongue. "Can" After seeing him for several years, he was leaning against the window, condescending, his usual condescending attitude. But his tone seemed to be lying on the ground, "Cen Jiayin, these years, there has been no one else around me." Fortunately, spring is not too late, and we will meet again eventually. Intention: Youth is wanton and bright, and all things grow freely.