Qu Jingzhi was in a bad mood that day and retreated to a corner with a cigarette in his hand. No one came forward to express his displeasure.
In the depth of winter, the cold wind was biting, and the lighter in his hand was against him, and he couldn't light it no matter what.
He tried again and again tirelessly, until finally there was a spark in his sight.
But before he could light it, the cigarette in his mouth was snatched away.
Qu Jingzhi smiled instead of being angry, wanting to see who could be so indifferent.
What came into view was Lin Qingjia's calm and clear eyes.
"Qingjia." He called her in a deep voice, his tone different from before.
Before Lin Qingjia could respond, he asked again: "Do you want to be with me?"
Nine years of secret love, one day the dream came true.
Qu Jingzhi fulfilled almost all of her fantasies. It turns out that people who appear carefree can also have a meticulous and considerate side.
Later, Lin Qingjia accidentally bumped into his true face.
Under the dim light, the friend teased Qu Jingzhi for being a prodigal son and asked him if he chose to be with her because he liked her.
Lin Qingjia stopped walking and heard him reply with two careless words.
"No."
Qu Jingzhi originally wanted to act in a play. The play was performed with so much care that even he believed it, but Lin Qingjia only left one sentence: "Let's stop here."
Only then did he suddenly realize that he was the only one who was really involved in the drama from beginning to end.
Qu Jingzhi also didn't know that someone as arrogant as him could have an opponent he could never compare to.
"Who?"
"Seventeen-year-old Qu Jingzhi stood under the tree that spring and told me not to be afraid."
Purpose: Love life
