The teenagers met again on campus, Wu Ciyin pretended not to know each other, and Lu Chenxu didn't remember him.
Wu Ciyin "My little brother looks pretty good."
Lu Chenxu "You are pretty good-looking too"
"Do you really not remember me?" Wu Ciyin asked.
"Sorry, it seems we haven't known each other long." Lu Chenxu replied with lowered eyes.
"It doesn't matter, take your time, you will remember it."
"It was you in the orphanage, right?" Lu Chenxu choked up and said.
"Yes, but you remembered it too late. It would be better if you didn't remember it now." Wu Ciyin touched his face, and after speaking, he forced himself to turn around and leave, blending in with the snow behind him.
BE-oriented, please be careful if you mind, we will consider a sweet side story.
Demining: I suffered from amnesia, had mental illness, and died in the end. The plot may be a bit bloody, and the writing is not good. Those who mind, please be careful! ! !
Purpose: to kill time