
Out of Season
过季
by Joysang
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 184k Words
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 2y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
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Synopsis
/Reunion after broken mirror/ copywriting In everyone's school days, there is that person who amazes their youth. Liang Bingchuan, who is good at studying, handsome, gentle and cold-tempered, is the dream lover of many young girls. But Jiang Yin was not included in this group of girls. At that time, Jiang Yin had no feelings for Liang Bingchuan and was just a passerby. But I don't know since when, Jiang Yin met Liang Bingchuan frequently in life, sending comics to her and sending her home. Not only that, Jiang Yin also discovered that Liang Bingchuan knew him even better than she did. He has full control over her eating habits, can appear immediately when she is in trouble, and even knows the brand of painkillers she comes to take with her aunt. But Liang Bingchuan never had a kind word for her. Jiang Yinyi sternly told Liang Bingchuan not to get close to him again. Liang Bingchuan only gave her the back of his head: Idiot, who wants to get close to you? Things finally have an answer. Jiang Yin found one of her favorite Donald Duck hairpins that she had accidentally lost in Liang Bingchuan's coat pocket. Doesn't this mean you like her? It turns out that people who seem so indifferent really have people whom they can't love. That person is yourself. Jiang Yin thought to himself that if Liang Bingchuan confessed, he must reject him severely! No one who makes him talk arrogantly often will coax her (>人<;). * By chance, Jiang Yin held Liang Bingchuan's hand. Seeing that he was in a bad mood, he mercifully stayed with him for a night. "You stayed with me for one night, now you should have some fun, right?" Liang Bingchuan: "?" Hehe, this man got an advantage and acted like a good boy. * Later, when the college entrance examination was about to take place, Jiang Yin kicked Liang Bingchuan away like a fly. This relationship is destined to be heartbreaking. It's like a passing season between people. Once the season is over, before we say goodbye properly, we will really never see each other again. * Over the years, Jiang Yin became a hot anchor of the gold column. The overt and secret struggles in the workplace made her lose her temperament of a young lady for many years. Just like ten years ago, Jiang Yin opened the door, faced the man's indifferent eyes, and said, "Hello, Mr. Liang, I'm here to discuss sponsorship on behalf of vn TV station." Liang Bingchuan felt annoyed and refused directly: "We won't talk about it." "Then let's talk at the hotel next door? The price is 150 per hour." Suddenly there was a shadow on his head, and a strange but pleasant scent of absinthe came from the tip of his nose. Jiang Yin's collar was suddenly grabbed by Liang Bingchuan: "Be the queen at work, and the King of the Sea after get off work? You don't think I'm relieved, so you don't have to die, right?" Small theater: Zhongshan Library. "When winter comes, Guangzhou smells really bad. Have you noticed?" Jiang Yin lay on the table as if he had no bones. "What kind of tree are you planting? It's going to knock me out." "It's a sugar gum tree, it can purify the air." Liang Bingchuan answered, pressing a Chinese test paper under the book, "Get out if you don't want to study, don't be an eyesore." "What are you hiding? Don't look at it!" Jiang Yin quickly pulled out the test paper because of his bad eyesight, and he could see the big title. Evening scent. Jiang Yin: "..." This time I completely offended him. But what she didn't expect was that two months later at night, the two of them shared a heart-to-heart kiss under the sugar gum tree, which would actually put her into a coma for ten years. Those who smell flowers should be the ones who understand best that past springs cannot be restored. In the green season, we are moving forward all the way. The so-called unforgettable means that we never deliberately think of it, but we will never forget it. Walking along the road filled with the scent of sugar gum trees, can you walk into the playground where we secretly held hands in my memories and see you again at the age of eighteen? Intention: The people who are yours are yours after all. Love others first and love yourself first.
