Yin Jiangjin's life is like a miniature sculpture in a glass jar, displayed to everyone who watched her grow up. She naturally endures all kinds of evaluations. Sometimes she feels that she is not worthy of being an exhibit because she is not good enough.
She met a terrible person when she was in college. It was a Saturday. After taking a general course on wine tasting with her roommate, she ran to a newly opened dessert shop outside the school gate to drink milk tea and chat about the professional courses she would take next semester. She was bumped into by a man in a white T-shirt.
The smell of laundry detergent.
"Sorry, sorry, I came over and didn't see you, I'm sorry..."
"It's okay."
She smiled sideways and waved her hand.
Li Cen was stunned for a moment, then he immediately raised his head, not daring to look into her eyes.
As soon as Li Cen got to know her, when he was sorting out freshmen files in the counselor's office, she came over to hand in a form. She came in, handed in the form, and turned around for a while. He glanced at her and only saw her profile.
She and I were not in the same major, but we were in the same hospital, so close together, and we only saw these two in the first two months of school.
So in the classical art appreciation class in the second semester, Yin Jiangjin came to the classroom early and occupied an inconspicuous position. She planned to take notes and do some English reading during class. She folded the paper into the size of a notebook and started reading.
"Classmate, is there someone next to you? Can I sit down?"
Li Cen stood in front of her with a notebook.
No, her roommate was different from the general studies class she chose, so she didn't have anyone to hang out with.
Yin Jiangjin shook his head and said, "Sit down."
Intention: Your hot love will always warm me