Under pressure from his long-time friend Wang Xinyu, Lin Ziyan had no choice but to pretend to be her boyfriend to meet her parents.
Wearing the OBLIQUE beige double-breasted suit from the DIOR MEN 2024 autumn and winter men's wear borrowed from Wang Xinyu, and the lower body is made of pure wool slim straight trousers, Lin Ziyan feels that he has become addicted to male models, but with his height of 175cm, wearing a standard suit always feels like he has stolen someone else's clothes, which makes him uncomfortable.
"You're here, baby." Wang Xinyu looked at Lin Ziyan who had just walked in the door, ran over and took Lin Ziyan's hand. Just like a young couple in love.
"Are you possessed? Don't your parents arrive in half an hour?" Lin Ziyan thought to himself, why are you so excited? The audience hasn't come to the theater yet, and now it's on? I just wanted to push Wang Xinyu's hand down.
Before Wang Xinyu could remind him, Lin Ziyan had already seen it.
The familiar figure by the window.
"Level 1 alert, my brother is back. I didn't know it until now. You can pretend to be more like me later, otherwise don't blame me for killing my family out of necessity." Wang Xinyu held Lin Ziyan's hand hard and lowered her voice to tell him.
Lin Ziyan didn't notice Wang Xinyu's reminder at all. He just looked at the man by the window, and those long-dusted memories seemed to be suddenly dug out.
Intention: I wanted to write a sweet article on a whim.