In the luxuriant city A, Shang Zheng was an out-and-out bad-tempered person, and was often scolded by his father for this, so he randomly booked a flight overnight, planning to have fun for a few months before going back.
But when I got off the plane, people were dumbfounded... After all, there was an airport. What was going on in this somewhat shabby town? Forget it, it's not too late to rest for a few days before leaving.
It's a pity that God likes to joke, because a certain fair little teacher suddenly turned into a staff member.
... Hey, beauty can mislead people.
After several months of getting along, the two of them fell irresistibly into each other's hearts, but on the night when Fu Shijing was most helpless, Shang Zheng disappeared as if he had evaporated.
He was ruthless but unwilling to accept it. He came to the prosperous metropolis alone and stood on the empty street, blowing the wind that he once told himself to be free.
"Forget it."
After running around for several days, I was exhausted physically and mentally. He suppressed himself from thinking about those warm and painful memories and buried them at work all day long.
Four years later, he came back into her life without warning and seemed to have his way with her in this relationship.
"You've lost weight." These were the first words Fu Shijing heard four years later. His voice was no longer always filled with impatience, instead it was dark and deep.
His response was a slap as hard as he could, "Go away."
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Small theater 1
I called five or six times but was not answered. Some cold sweat broke out on Fu Shijing's anxious forehead, and the faint sunlight that lingered from his forehead to the end of his eyes made him feel a little melancholy for no reason. Before he could raise his hand to wipe it, Shang Zheng, who was still sitting on the small stone bench nearby, spoke unexpectedly.
"Forget it, just help." There was an audible irritation and confusion in his tone, "Why are you so delicate? You have to cry over such a trivial matter."
"I'm not crying." Fu Shijing was stunned by what he said. After reacting, he wiped away the drop of sweat, "This is sweat."
"Okay, okay, it's sweat."
Small theater 2
"Xiao Zheng, you are so good-looking." Fu Shijing stared at his tall nose for a while and said blankly.
For a long time, Shang Zheng's ears turned red for no apparent reason, and his eyes glanced randomly at Fu Shijing's face, which made his throat feel dry.
He pretended to be fierce and said "I don't like men!" And left in a panic.
Fu Shijing's clear eyes darkened as he stood there. Sure enough, no one liked him...
Business Times
The mouth is disgusting and the body is stubborn and aggressive&the confused, cute and naturally dull
Intention: I love you. I loved you four years ago and I still love you today.