"Actually, that summer, you know what I mean, right? So why have you avoided me for so many years? Ye Shengsheng, you should also take a look at my heart! This is my phone number, my WeChat, my email, and my email. As long as you contact me no matter which way, I will get back to you. Ye Xiaosheng, you have no idea how much I miss you." Cheng Nian started the car and ran away. Ye Sheng was also stunned. He didn't expect that he would think of himself like this all these years. Ye Sheng looked at the fallen leaves outside the window, and his phone kept adding friends through Cheng Nian. Opening Cheng Nian's circle of friends, there is no surprise that a horizontal line has only been visible for three days.
Cheng Nian parked the car downstairs in Ye Sheng's house, helped him carry his luggage, and sent him upstairs. Ye Sheng originally refused. The two hadn't seen each other for many years. It was too close and embarrassing.
And Cheng Nian didn't know why the person who had been with him throughout his youth became so strange now, why he deleted all his contact information after going abroad, what happened to him abroad, and what happened to him in these years.
When I think of the throbbing of adolescence at a certain moment, I can't forget the boy's side face, the warm corners of his mouth and the eyelashes sweeping his face, his trembling body and his heart that's about to beat out, just like that.
Ye Sheng turned around and looked at Cheng Nian, wanting to say those words for a long time: "Cheng Nian, let's get married!"
Concept: Love moisturizes things silently