The sultry and poisonous tongue attack
This article is also called "The Love of Mr. Jing"
——"Hey Mr. Jing, I heard that the transfer student came from Beijing. From now on, our title as Mr. Jing will not be guaranteed."
When Lu Jingyi heard this, his face remained expressionless, even a little disdainful, and his tone was very cold: "It's none of my business."
The friend asked him again: "What do you think of this little Mr. Jing?"
Lu Jingyi narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "He is a bit like the ice cubes in my refrigerator."
This sentence happened to be heard by little Mr. Jing who was waiting for the bus at the corner.
"Little Master Jing? Ice cubes?"
This is where the story of Shuang Jingye begins——
During a haunted house adventure he learned his secret.
In the darkness, the person in front of him lowered his head, smashed the broken jar and said to him: "Xie Chuheng, I can't see."
This sentence stayed with him for a long time, and he did not forget to tell the butler before leaving this place.
"When you see him coming, remember to leave a light for him."
Just after the fight under the heavy rain, Lu Jingyi, who was covered in mud, heard a familiar voice calling his name outside the forest.
The man was dressed in white clothes, clean and tidy, and he seemed to be from two different worlds.
"I am bad and dirty, but you are different."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Chuheng stepped forward and hugged him the moment he lowered his head.
"Now."
"Lu Jingyi, you are the worst at hiding things."
I know you like me too, but I want to hear you tell me personally that you love me.
Intention: The world is as desolate as an island, but I still have you.