Jiang Jing and Luo Yu met in high school. They liked each other tacitly in the name of friends. He had been an orphan since he was a child. His mother died young and his father disappeared. He was brought up by his grandmother. Luo Yu's mother was a high school mathematics teacher and his father was a policeman. Jiang Jing confessed his love to Luo Yu on the day of his senior year of high school graduation, and the two got together smoothly.
"It would be nice if you liked me too."
"No ifs, I just like you."
Luo Yu was lying on the desk complaining, but Jiang Jing came in at some point in the empty classroom. How long had he listened?
"Luo Yu, I felt I wasn't good enough for you before, but now I know that I shine in your eyes as well. I like you. I've liked you since we met in the boutique. I don't know how to sweet talk. This is my doll costume when I was working. You hugged me and I have kept it." Jiang Jing held a box with a doll costume inside.
"Jiang Jing, at that time in the boutique, I was thinking, how could Nuwa create such a perfect work? It would be great if she could give it to me. Unexpectedly, Nuwa actually gave it to me."
Intention: pure love