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Gentle and abstinent boyfriend x sober independent female designer
City|Reunion|Mature men and women|Extreme pulling|Age difference
1.
Di Zhiyun is what everyone calls the snow on the mountain tops and the flowers on the high mountains. It can only be viewed from a distance but not played with.
On a trip after graduation, a dozen people sat around and played games. Tu Ning was slightly drunk, and suddenly grabbed Di Zhiyun's hand on the sofa, and rubbed it.
Di Zhiyun glanced at him in surprise, and after a few seconds, he casually threw his coat over their interlocked hands and clasped his fingers behind them.
After waking up, Tu Ning tried to pretend to be stupid, laughed and turned around and ran away.
At night, in a deserted corner, Di Zhiyun's voice was soft and bewitching in her ears: "Why are you running? Don't you want to admit your guilt?"
2.
Two years later, there was a dark night, light rain, and a hot watering.
Di Zhiyun sat by the window with her back to Tu Ning, half of her face dimmed in the night light, "Tu Ning, either get married or break up."
Tu Ning's body turned from hot to cold in an instant. After two seconds of silence, she took her pajamas and put them on, "Then let's break up."
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After many months, we reunited on the school anniversary.
That night under the dim lights of the KTV, someone confessed to Tu Ning and asked her if she was still with Di Zhiyun.
Di Zhiyun leaned in the dark corner, wanting to hear her response.
Tu Ning looked at him through the other person's shoulder, with an unknown smile on her lips, "We are not together, I am single."
The expression on his face blended into the gloom of the night.
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At a dinner party with mutual friends, Tu Ning appeared holding hands with her "new boyfriend". Her short hair was slightly curly and she was wearing light makeup.
Di Zhiyun glanced lightly and continued talking and laughing with his friends.
Everyone was enjoying the feast, but Tu Ning was taken to the bathroom by him and squeezed hand sanitizer into her hand.
Under Tu Ning's dissatisfied gaze, he crossed his hands across his chest and said firmly: "To prevent and control the virus, wash your hands frequently. Don't you know?"
He was half drunk that night, holding her in his arms on the company terrace without letting go, rubbing his cheek against her skin and whispering in her ear: "You are obviously mine, why are you suddenly not?"
**Tips: Sweet text, 1v1, little vinegar and pleasant feelings, no too much entanglement.
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Screenshot of copywriting on July 25, 2023, slightly modified midway, finalized on August 20, 2023.
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Reunion | Extreme Pulling | Bi-directional Sapiosexuality
Meng Lingzhang participated in a variety show with her boyfriend.
One early morning, she put on her nightgown and went downstairs to look for something, only to find a man sitting at the bar. Under the dark night, the loose halo of the chandelier reflected his clean eyebrows, making his temperament slightly cold and gloomy.
It was the artist specially invited by the program team to elevate the concept of the program.
Meng Lingzhang walked over lightly and said hello, "Hi."
The man raised his eyes, glanced at her with his deep gaze, and briefly paused on the dark red marks on her neck, without any intention of talking to her.
Meng Lingzhang returned upstairs, and her boyfriend came out sleepily from the next room, "What's wrong? You're not asleep yet."
Meng Lingzhang flicked the itchy spot with his slender fingertips. "There was a mosquito bite. I went to see if the program crew had left any mosquito repellent or ointment, but I couldn't find it."
Her boyfriend put his arm around her shoulders and walked inside, "Go to sleep first. I'll buy it for you early tomorrow morning."
On the side of the glass fence, the man at the bar ignored this. However, somewhere beyond the scope of the camera, there is a hidden gloom in his eyes.
Intention: plainness is the truth
