Can Ningba people fall in love?
While staying up late to write the plan, Miao Yitong looked at the street lights downstairs, thought about this problem, went through various processes, roughly calculated the input-output ratio, and came to the conclusion that no. At that time, Zhou Mengzhen was also thinking about this issue. What is love? People will be tempted at a certain moment, so when is that moment? It was like one day that I couldn't remember clearly, I looked at the sunset outside, and finally understood "Sunrise·Impression". Will it be so?
"Actually, I remembered you when we were running that night."
This is what Zhou Mengzhen said to Miao Yitong a long time later.
"Running slowly on the outside, just like walking. Jumping and hopping, mumbling and singing."
Miao Yitong was puzzled, "Then what? Then you are too ridiculous. That ghost track and field is not bright either. You are unreasonable, just a random person passed by." Intuition is too futile for her, she can't see or touch it, so it's better than this.
Zhou Mengzhen silently touched the hair on the back of Miao Yitong's head. It was growing, hairy, and felt like a dandelion.
So, we fell in love like this.
Intention: Find what you want