Burning Snow in Winter

[Sober and restrained screenwriter vs. Affectionate and gentle professor] After the college entrance examination, Shi Lingshu ran away from home with bruises and fell into the arms of the person she trusted most. But he heard the strange woman on his phone saying with a smile: "Yunhuai, come to my house tomorrow and take away your things. It's time to leave." Shi Lingshu approached him again with a hint of luck, but what came before the explanation was the ambiguous back figures of him and his sister, and an indifferent expression on his face. With tears in her eyes, she looked at the silent man with a smile: "This is our last face." —————————————————————— Nine years ago, Yun Huai cruelly cut off her love, just so that he could leave easily. Now he stood in front of her again, but he was only filled with regret and longing. When she saw another man caressing her hair and touching her cheek affectionately, Yun Huai's eyes that everyone praised for being gentle and affectionate were filled with burning possessiveness. Leaning stubbornly outside her door, when he heard the door lock turning, he happily thought that Shi Lingshu had forgiven him, but there was only the sound of her indifferent grooming in his ears. "Are you crazy?" Her eyes were colder than the snow outside the window, but they tempted him deeper and deeper. The man was forced to tighten his neck and stared at her with his reddish, tearful eyes: "Then you have mercy on me." The complex emotions in her eyes stung him, his heart trembled, and the collar of her shirt was empty. Heavy snow was falling outside the window, and the moonlight was shining inside the house. He really wanted the snow to melt quickly and wash away all the sadness on the ground. HE｜Shuangjie —————————————————————— Advance payment for the next book~ "Tide of the Tongue" HE｜Shuang Jie｜Double Qiang｜Male Secret Love A cool man on the outside and a coquettish man on the inside vs. A cool, charming and naive girl Huai Jing, a man with a world-weary face, a vigorous and resolute work, an idol sought after by many designers, but his head occasionally goes off the rails. If asked about her first impression of her new neighbor Gu Xian - a sexy and frivolous pervert. The next day in the conference room, when this slender man in a suit and leather tie appeared in front of him again, Huai Jing was stunned for a moment, and silently completed his review of him - a polite scum. Thinking that she would receive countless orders for women's dresses, she silently prepared herself to death from exhaustion. Less than half a month after my body measurement, this familiar sentence appeared in the text message. "I've recently gained muscle mass, do I need to re-measure my size?" "Huai Jing, come here, my thighs are tight here and I need to change them." "I broke the button, come and fix it." Huai Jing closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Why is it such a busy way! —————— Gu Xian, who owns the largest entertainment company in the country at a young age, always wears suits and ties as long as he shows up, and his coldness and abstinence drives countless people crazy. But at some point, the boring outfit gradually became eye-catching, causing the entire internet to pick up on his suddenly fashionable clothes. The vague fangs in the stand-up collared coat, the bloody wings on the collar of the patent black jacket, the hint of red hidden in the loose tie... They all declare to be unique. The classic design draws everyone's attention to the famous designer - Huai Jing. Soon a photo went viral on the Internet. A man was kneeling in front of a woman with a blurred face. His usual cold expression was gone, and he looked up at her with a smile. There was a smile on his lips, but he stared helplessly at the woman in front of him: "My parents have seen this spread on the Internet. As the person involved, do you want to help me?" So the next day, Huai Jing appeared in person to clarify the relationship between the two, and even raised four fingers and swore an oath. That night, Gu Xian leaned against her door, watching her approach from a distance, gripping her waist, touching her noses, and said in a hoarse voice: "Good boy, let's make a new vow." I hope all the little darlings can support me~ I will publish the article at the end of August! Mission: Life lies in struggle