Zhuo Youran knew that he might never be able to look up at the sky again in this life.
That transparent, almost dazzling blue,
Apart from making myself burst into tears, there is no other feeling.
Until that man appeared, that man who was three years younger than him and still a subordinate in name.
Zhuo Youran: "I'm three years older than you, and I don't want to find a little brother!"
He Mozhe: "Female junior, hold the gold brick. Besides, my mental age is much older than yours."
Zhuo Youran: "We work in the same company, and we still have a superior-subordinate relationship. I don't want an office romance."
He Mozhe: "That's no problem. I will resign tomorrow."
Zhuo Youran: "I have a past, and it is no longer a blank piece of paper."
He Mozhe: "No one has a past. Without a past, there is no future. What I love is you, including your past and present lives."
Zhuo Youran: "You... You..."
He Mozhe: "Youran, listen carefully. I have been waiting for you for ten years, and I don't mind waiting for another ten years."
Intention: