Rebellious

[Pre-release of the new article "Overt and Covert Coaxing (Campus)" is at the bottom of the copy] [I don't like him at all because he is too good-natured.] Jiang Suisui met Yuan Lang for the first time in a cafe in Zhabei City. On a winter evening, the mist filled the air. The young man was wearing a regular high school uniform, with his long and careless eyes lowered, a band-aid slanted across his nose, and he stood tall and elegant by the window—— The scolding was so bloody. Jiang Suisui held his chin in his palms, raised his eyes, and happened to meet the young man's eyes. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and was obviously unconvinced. Jiang Suisui could not bear to be agitated: "Did your sister scold you wrong?" Yuan Lang pulled his lips and said in a long tone: "Sisters are right~" - When we met again, the sunset on the corridor was the same as that outside the cafe window that year, so intense that it made people feel trance-like. The man in front of Jiang Suisui had his hair slightly undone, and a delicate and fashionable silver necklace hung from his black collar. He asked her slightly unhappily: "The man in the family is not there? Do you want to face such a person?" Jiang Suisui was speechless: "My dad is not free." Yuan Lang: "Where are the other men?" Jiang Suisui: "..." The man has none, but the dog has one. Later, when the north wind was howling and the small county town was covered with heavy winter snow, Yuan Lang said with spring in his eyebrows: "Sister, if you are not looking for a partner, you can marry me." Jiang Suisui: "There is no room for two dogs in one family." "..." Yuan Lang laughed angrily, "I am a wolf." The wolf waited and endured in order to hit the target with one strike, but he only had planned it for a long time. Reading guide: *The relevant professional knowledge in this article comes from the Internet, books and personal experience. If there are any mistakes, please point them out gently. *The age difference is 2 years. *SC, HE. *Lang (pronounced the same as Lang) *Updated daily. ------------------ [Copywriting of "Overt and Covert Coaxing (Campus)"] The day I went to visit Xie's house was a bright April day. The Xie family's pavilions were filled with lush flowers and trees. My sister pointed at the young man in the distance: "Yingying, for the next year, help keep him out of trouble." At that time, Xie Liang was standing under the tree, holding a handful of grass in his hand and carelessly feeding a red deer. The young man was raised in wealth and had an unbreakable pride. He showed obvious disgust towards her approach. Qi Xiaoying was scolded as a flatterer, ridiculed a lot, and her long, silky hair was ridiculed as "ugly." Turning her head, Qi Xiaoying began to stay away from the Xie family and cut her long hair cleanly. However, that day, Xie Liang coaxed her with a humble attitude: "Take another bite, please." He stroked her short hair, his eyes full of pain: "Grow it long, don't you like long hair the most?" What does it take to change from disgust to love? A sentence of "make her like you, then dump her" is enough. - The mistakes made, the debts owed, and the calamities of this life. Xie Liang's disaster has come. During those years when Qi Xiaoying ignored him, he was like a rat in the gutter, secretly spying on her happily living a life without her. One birthday, an unsuspecting customer asked: "Mr. Xie, your girlfriend didn't come?" Xie Liang lowered his eyes and said calmly: "I'm having a temper." "Hey," the customer joked, "You don't even give me birthday honors?" The smile on Xie Liang's lips was gentle: "He has a very bad temper." A friend interjected: "Yingying seems to have a boyfriend." Xie Liang remained silent until the cigarette burned out between his fingers, then he said quietly, "Let's talk." Late that night, he blocked Qi Xiaoying in a dark corner, on the verge of collapse: "How long do we want to talk? Can we come back when we have had enough fun?" The little girl called him a bastard, Xie Liang leaned over and kissed her: "I am." Intention: Someone will always come for you.