[Innocent maternal solo police academy graduate? Senior author of two-dimensional horror comic series]
"Who would have thought that the handsome policeman from our Sangcheng Public Security Bureau would be prone to blushing?! He's still a solo man!"
Gu Huai has lived with his mother since he was a child. His father passed away early. When he was a child, he wanted to become strong and protect his family and himself. He finally got admitted to Qingbei Public Security University, the best in the country.
The mother said that his name was Gu Huai because his father and mother met and fell in love because of the locust tree, hence the name.
His appearance was inherited from his parents. He was particularly handsome and had a great figure. He had many crushes on him at school, including Wen Songmian.
But Wen Songmian's focus is strange...
"This is simply an excellent material for sketching the human body!! Golden body proportions! Three-dimensional and handsome facial features! And those looming abdominal muscles and chest muscles!!" Wen Songmian is used to sketching some people or things on weekdays, and now the appearance of this living material gave her a surprise.
"That girl has been at that spot on the playground for a month. She... Still has a pen and notebook in her hand, as if she is drawing something..." Gu Huai noticed this person.
With a fixed time and seat every day, Wen Songmian's sketchbook has already been filled with his figures, and Gu Huai has also become accustomed to her presence.
Speaking of the real first encounter, it was actually the back picture he drew under the locust tree before high school that blew to his feet in the wind. When he turned around again, the girl had disappeared. This picture was also kept in a drawer by him.
They met again in Sangcheng. They had already realized their dreams and worked hard for them. They felt that they were familiar with each other, but they couldn't call each other out by name.
"Look at the Sophora japonica, look at the Sophora japonica trees."
"My name is Wen Songmian, the gentle Wen, the pine tree, the sleepy Mian."
[We have met so many times and finally know your name...]
There is a park in Sangcheng. There is a very old locust tree. It has gone through vicissitudes for an unknown amount of time, but the locust flowers are still blooming beautifully. Gu Huai often comes here to miss his father, and Wen Songmian's sketchbook also has a picture of a young man sitting under the locust tree with locust flowers falling around him.
Intention: The locust trees bloom in spring, filling my arms with you.