In early September, Meng Qinghe, who was in a hurry to go down to the dormitory building to pick up his luggage, was distracted at the corner. God was not kind to him, and he bumped into someone's chest.
"Be careful."
"I'm sorry!"
The two blurted out at the same time and hurriedly glanced at each other. The young man had beautiful features and a face like a crown jewel. The boy's name that was about to come out was finally suppressed by his strong self-esteem.
This was Meng Qinghe's first year as a graduate student at Beijing University, but it was not the beginning of a secret love affair.
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Three years later, the same month, the same dormitory downstairs, the same people.
Meng Qinghe was forced to be responsible for only the small suitcase. As for the rest - she walked in front and led the way, looking back at the man behind her and smiling.
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Three years later, in June.
Meng Qinghe was taking photos of his roommate. At this moment, a man slowly appeared under the locust tree in the camera lens. He was wearing a well-tailored gray suit, the jacket in his hand, and the neatly ironed white shirt that made him look more elegant. He looked at her with a doting look on his face, which was exactly the same as what Qinghe remembered from him ten years ago.
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White and black heroine x white moonlight male protagonist
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Demining:
1. This article is a daily slow-burn type, with no ups and downs of the plot, and no exaggerated and bloody stories.
2. This article is interspersed with the heroine's high school memories.
3. The author is just a novice, and his writing style will gradually improve with practice. Readers who can't accept it can just leave.
Intention: The road is tortuous but the future is bright