Eighteen-year-old Chen Ni stood at the entrance of the alley, blew out a smoke ring at Jiang Shizhou's beautiful face, and said with a smile: "Little fairy, you looked so majestic just now!"
Nineteen-year-old Chen Ni ran all over the city during the rainy season that year, holding an umbrella for Jiang Shizhou who was soaked in the rain for a long time.
He said: "You have to hold an umbrella for me in the rainy season next year. But I won't run very far, and I won't let you hold it for a long time. You can hold it for me as long as the distance from the dormitory to the cafeteria. I won't be able to bear more than that."
Twenty-year-old Chen Ni was half-kneeling on the ground, carefully treating Jiang Shizhou's ankle abrasions. His eyes, which had always been smiling, were a little red at the moment: "Jiang Shizhou, you are such a cruel person. You don't hurt yourself, but you make me hurt so much that my heart almost breaks."
"Chen Ni, I will hold an umbrella for you this year. You can hold it farther and longer."
This year, Chen Ni waited for his little immortal.
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Twenty-eight-year-old Chen Ni pushed the little immortal he finally chased far away.
In a long silence, he waited for a trial that belonged to him.
"Chen Ni, you are really guilty."
At this moment, he heard his sentence.
He is not only guilty, he should be unpardonable.
The coquettish, cry-loving, handsome, rich second-generation scumbag × painless, tough, sick, and beautiful woman suffer
Chen Ni×Jiang Shizhou
Intention: sailing against the current