The first seventeen chapters have been rewritten, please read them again!
Prodigal Son vs. Good Girl
Tang Mengmeng is introverted, timid and quiet. The boldest thing she has ever done is to have a crush on Bian Yang for three years.
The young man had a free and easy temperament, and she watched him change girlfriends one after another. She felt sour and envious of his passionate and public life.
During the trip after his senior year of high school, Tang Mengmeng mustered up the courage to secretly kiss Bian Yang on the forehead.
She originally thought that no one knew, but she didn't want to be seen through long ago.
"You like me." The boy lazily exhaled the mint-flavored smoke ring, curling his lips in an invitation through the light blue smoke, "Do you want to be with me?"
Tang Mengmeng stared blankly at his bewildering black eyes, thinking that luck had finally arrived.
A few years later, she finally saw clearly his dissolute and ruthless nature.
It was a very ordinary evening. Tang Mengmeng stood outside his car window and said goodbye.
"Are you sure?" The man put his fingers on the steering wheel and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was sure that she would not leave.
"I'm sure." But this time the timid girl was uncharacteristically determined to leave.
The prodigal son never looks back.
From now on, his sensual world has nothing to do with her.
……
After seeing each other for several years, we had dinner together.
Tang Mengmeng was blocked by him in the empty lounge.
"I love you, don't leave me." The low-pitched tone of the man who used to be at ease seemed to be pleading.
Tang Mengmeng's expression remained calm: "Sir, please respect yourself."
……
————"My Boyfriend from Ten Years Later"————
An unusual transfer student came to Mo Qianqian's class. He was a handsome young man, tall and tall like a vibrant poplar tree.
The former school sweetheart was eclipsed, and all the girls in the school fell in love with each other.
But he claimed to be from ten years later and was her future boyfriend.
Mo Qianqian: Where did this liar come from?
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A few months later, Mo Qianqian looked at the man who worked hard and peeled the oranges for her——
She looked away and shook her calf pretending to be calm: "So, we also... Can we get over it?"
"Yeah."
The man, no, the boy who could only be considered a teenager now stuffed the orange into her mouth, and said seriously and thoughtfully like an adult, "But you are underage now, so you can't."
Mo Qianqian: "..."
Intention: Self-reliance and self-reliance, self-contained scenery