The first time they met each other was in the heavy rain, on the street, with the injured cat and him in embarrassment. Jiang Feng walked towards him without warning.
The second meeting was in the middle of summer, when cicadas were chirping and people were noisy. Xia Qingye stood in front of the down-and-out young man and pretended to be crazy to the crowd, then pulled him away and ran far away.
The third time we met again in a strange city, we exchanged glasses of wine, exchanged glasses of wine, and he once again pulled the person away in front of a crowd of people with wine and rice bags, and left angrily, "He doesn't want to serve you anymore."
A long, long time later, Xia Qingye was held in Jiang Feng's arms, feeling the other person's hand slowly caressing his head. Xia Qingye was caressed by his hair, and felt comfortable and drowsy. Suddenly he remembered a question, and asked curiously with his eyelids raised: "What was your impression of me when we were not together?"
Without answering, Xia Qingye slowly fell asleep. After he fell asleep, Jiang Feng kissed his face gently.
I can't remember clearly, I can only recall the way someone walked towards me every time in my memory. The young master who walked with wind was actually silly, but he was very able to catch people's hearts. A smile would make people want to give him the whole world.
Jiang Feng (attack) × Xia Qingye (receiver)
Ye is the young master and Feng is the poor boy.
Hope to finish it.
Intention: Love is to cherish each other
