In the more than ten years before Qi Jia changed her girlfriends like clothes, she had never seen a girl who was so difficult to deal with Wen Qiao.
The first time they met was in a club, the girl bumped into him holding a big box. He sneered at this act of throwing himself into someone's arms and left without looking back, only vaguely remembering the girl's cold voice. We met again on campus. The girl stood on the flag-raising platform and spoke as a representative of the new students. He was smoking a cigarette on the wall and found her unexpectedly beautiful. He became interested and deliberately approached her, but all he got in return was her colder expressions every time. While he disdained her hard-to-get approach, he inevitably developed an increasingly strong desire to conquer.
Finally, he knelt at her feet and begged her to look at him with mercy.
The girl just glanced at him lightly: "You are too dirty."
That day, Qi Jia finally understood that she was not pretending. She never looked at him.
Until he hid a plastic pendant necklace from her, the girl suppressed the storm in her eyes and pinched his neck, making him almost lose his breath.
It turns out that Wen Qiao is not the flower of the high mountains that no one seems to be able to pick.
She also has one, placed at the apex of her heart, the white moonlight that is out of reach.
Concept: Pairing of a prodigal son and a good girl