Nan Qiao met Jiang Qinian on a rainy night in the alleyway. The black umbrella held by the young man was as wide as the cold moon on the mountain.
When they met again, the two became front and back. No one knew that Jiang Qinian was the only moonlight in Nan Qiao's desolate and dank life.
In a psychology class in high school, Nan Qiao wrote on a piece of paper: "I want the moonshine to stay for me." After a while, he drew out "the moonshine" with a pen and wanted to write the three abbreviations "JQN" below.
When writing "J", Jiang Qinian passed by her table, glanced at it inadvertently, and smiled unconsciously: "What do you want to stop for you?"
Nan Qiao's pen tip flickered.
In the light-filled corridor at noon, a friend asked Jiang Qinian on a whim about his impression of Nan Qiao. His brows were clear and smooth as usual: "It's nothing special, and we don't have a close relationship."
The friend laughed: "After all, our young master Jiang has a little green plum guarding him every day. How can any girl get close to her?"
Nan Qiao left quietly at the corner of the stairs.
Later, she understood that there were some things in the world that she could not get involved in from the beginning. They were like flowers in the moon mirror.
It wasn't until Nan Qiao's young feelings were deliberately cut open by Xiao Qingmei in public that Jiang Qinian knew what Nan Qiao had written on the paper at that time.
"It's all in the past."
When he wanted to ask for evidence, he heard Nan Qiao's calm and cold voice.
His heart was hit hard for no reason.
The two exchanged positions, and he finally felt Nan Qiao's previous sad emotions.
Later, Nan Qiao transferred to another class, and Jiang Qinian pretended to look at her through the window as she had done before.
Intention: They fell in love in the rain and mud