Mei Yuji

Plum rainy days are hot and sticky, which is Song Qingyuan's most annoying time of year. One day after that, the rain was pouring outside, and through the stream of gray and cold car lights, she accidentally bumped into Ji Congwen's date. The person who called her yesterday and told her that he had no appetite was sitting in the restaurant across the street, eating the sweet cake he fed her in an intimate and natural way. The girl's love that had been hidden for many years was completely severed, and Song Qingyuan had one more reason to hate Mei Yutian. When she was sad, she was dragged to a bar by her friend to get drunk. After selecting several male models who looked more or less similar to Ji Congwen, Song Qingyuan was still feeling depressed. The wine glass in his hand was filled up and drained. Song Qingyuan's drinking capacity was not necessarily that good. After a few glasses of sweet wine, he soon became drunk and passed out. However, he mistakenly identified an innocent passerby as Ji Congwen in front of the toilet door, and held him for a long time without letting go. Before leaving, he even vomited all over him. Then, the "innocent passerby" that night came to her door, introduced himself to her with a smile, and asked for marriage. The sunlight outside the store made people dizzy, and by some strange combination of circumstances, Song Qingyuan did not immediately refuse this man's ridiculous proposal. After a family gathering, Song Qingyuan took the initiative to send a message to Pei Mingxu. With the prepared marriage agreement, the two quickly obtained the certificate at the Civil Affairs Bureau. — Except for occasionally cooperating with Pei Mingxu to act on the spot, Song Qingyuan felt that his life had not changed much. The partners have a certain level of advancement and retreat, and their emotional intelligence is still high. Song Qingyuan even had a lot less worries than before. It wasn't until Pei Mingxu was forced to move into the small home where she lived alone that Song Qingyuan realized something was wrong. The feeling that something was wrong accumulated over time, and she was able to find the answer after seeing the old photo in the study. The purple polaroid photo paper was blown away by the wind, and the young and immature thoughts were exposed together in the warm sun. — For a long time in the past, Pei Mingxu hated mirrors, hated the puddles on rainy days, and hated all the glass doors on the roadside that could shine into his face. He hated himself for having a face that looked somewhat similar to Ji Congwen's. She was also despicably glad that when Song Qingyuan was looking for Ji Congwen, her eyes would stay on him for a few more seconds because of his face. Until he accidentally bumped into a drunk Song Qingyuan in a bar, and he didn't get into entanglements with people innocently. He didn't know whether it was because of the encouragement from his friends, or because of the substitute novel about Mr. Gu Zao that he had been reading for several nights, but Pei Mingxu gradually felt that his face was not so unbearable. As the saying goes, people in the past planted trees and people in the future can enjoy the shade. Maybe he is the descendant who enjoys the shade. Pseudo-substitute literature | Double C cookies | Male crush Gentle and well-behaved little angel*bking internal friction CEO brother The female protagonist never saw the male protagonist as a substitute, it was just the male protagonist's own passion. A simple cookie, just a little misunderstanding of the family line. Purpose: To be a human being, one must love bravely