"I'm so lucky to meet you with my peach blossom face. From now on, there will be a warm spring in the world."
1 He Qingsong and Shen Fu had always been brothers and sisters, but after Shen Fu left without saying goodbye, He Qingsong said aggressively that he would never talk to him again.
2 Four years have passed by in a blink of an eye. As the school eldest son of A Middle School, He Qingsong has a beautiful and smooth playing style, is a good cucurbit flute player, ranks first in his grade, has a good family background, and is growing up as he pleases.
Such good days continued until he came to a middle school.
What about the flower of the high mountain, the god of Jing Middle School, the prince of the Shen family in the neighboring city, the 132 Chinese language master, the search for a person from a thousand miles away... They are all lies!
The young master who was robbed of the limelight was furious!
3 One day, a girl holding a pink envelope blocked He Qingsong in the corridor, and the transfer student dragged him into the bathroom without saying a word. Just when everyone was debating whether to go in and persuade others, Brother Song was actually pinned to the wall by his best friend and questioned him!
"Brother Song, do you want to talk?" Shen Fu asked his shoulder, his eyes cold. He Qingsong was rarely shy and said in a low voice, "... You, please let me go first."
4 On the day of He Qingsong's 22nd birthday, Shenfu put a silver plain ring on his hand that he made by himself, "I wish my little rose would be safe, happy, and worry-free every year."
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On the surface, he is sunny and kind-hearted, but in reality, he is a flirtatious person without realizing it.
The healing story of two cubs.
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"Brother, will we always be together?" Seven-year-old He Qingsong asked ignorantly.
"We have been living, going to school, and growing up together since we were seven years old. We have experienced ups and downs together since we were eighteen years old. Our lives belong to each other." The eighteen-year-old's ups and downs eyes firmly gave the answer.
So many years of companionship and growth are the reasons why we hold hands tightly.
Intention: The moon does not change its light when it is missing, and the sword does not change its strength when it is broken.