Hide That Confession Letter

The first time Ye Niantang met Meng Shu was in the early summer of his freshman year in high school. From that day on, he began to have an endless secret love. Perhaps it was God's will that he accidentally picked up a confession letter that Meng Shu intended to send to his crush. He hid the confession letter and deceived himself. Facing Meng Shu, he was a "thief" with selfish motives. He is a "peeper" hiding in the distance, He is also a "hypocrite" who strives to control his thoughts. But after years of separation, Ye Niantang is still unwilling to just be a coward hiding in the dark. "Can I... Kiss you?" Ye Niantang mustered up all his courage to ask this question. The floor lamp next to the sofa was dimly lit. Ye Niantang pressed Meng Shu against the door, just avoiding the bright corner. The warmth of his broad palm penetrated into the skin of Meng Shu's shoulders through Meng Shu's thin clothes, and the light darkness traced the all-too-familiar facial features in front of her. The faint smell of alcohol lingered around the two of them. Meng Shu frowned and tried to break away: "You are drunk." "No." His tone was low and undeniable, and the strength of his hands controlled Meng Shu's movements just right. His almond-shaped eyes flashed with a hot and urgent light, as if he wanted to see through Meng Shu's thoughts through the lenses: "I'm sober today." Seeing the two people getting closer and closer, Meng Shu seemed to hear his blazing heartbeat. Seeing that she didn't reply, Ye Niantang seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. He held the door with one hand, bent down and put his head on Meng Shu's shoulder. In Meng Shu's eyes, Ye Niantang had always been serious, earnest and somewhat rigid. This was the first time she had seen this side of Ye Niantang, and she suddenly remembered the golden retriever that her brother had raised before. His breathing became heavier, and his tone was restrained and forbearing, as if he was begging for some kind of gift: "Meng Meng, give me a chance... Okay?" * Ye Niantang has a wish: "I wish I could be as brave as you." He had made this wish for ten years. Ten years later, his wish became a reality. ---------------------------------- I would like to recommend my other completed article "Wild Fire Starts a Prairieland", the copy is as follows: Qingzi died in the summer when cicadas were chirping, and she drowned into the river together with Xu Wei's heartbeat. She still failed to fulfill her promise and entered the university gate with Xu Wei. When the cold body was fished out of the river, Xu Wei ran forward and took off his T-shirt and covered Qingzi. He knelt on the spot, motionless. Qingzi's parents cried and approached. After learning the culprit, they came to the door with a kitchen knife. No one came to collect her body until night. It was just placed by the river, covered with Xu Wei's T-shirt, and Xu Wei was kneeling next to her. "It is said that the Cao family asked the Zhang family for a bride price of more than 100,000 yuan before!" "Why so many!" "That girl, Qingzi, is good at studying. It won't cost more than hundreds of thousands to marry a daughter-in-law who can go to college and have great potential!" It turns out that getting admitted to a key university is also a bargaining chip that requires a lot of betrothal gifts... ------ Qingzi never dreamed that she would be reborn. She finally got rid of her ignorant parents and the suffocating marriage contract. Ten years later, Qingzi and Xu Wei met, not at the Huayang University they had always dreamed of. Xu Wei became a policeman who regarded his job as his life, while Qingzi became a university teacher. They tested each other, their feelings for each other were bright and passionate, but they were cautious and did not dare to take a step beyond the limits. When I was young, my heartbeat was like wildfire starting a prairie fire, vigorous but inexhaustible. "Hello, my name is Mu Xin." "Hello, Xu Wei." The story of Qingzi and Xu Wei spans ten years and begins again in a snowy midwinter... Concept: Secret love is also a kind of bravery