The foul-mouthed and sullen king Vs the little white flower doctor
"Can't you just talk properly..."
I thought it was a wishful secret until Xu Mu discovered the student name tag he had lost in high school at Lin Xuqin's house. Countless days had passed, and it turned out that it was not a one-man show.
Flying geese leave no trace, but still water runs deep. It turns out that the promises made in youth seem so pale and feeble. Only when your wings are full can you pursue everything you want. But feelings are not child's play, nor are they static. Lin Xuqin held the person in his arms,
"Doctor Xu, give me a chance."
"It's you. It's you who didn't want me first." Stop using specious words to misunderstand me. Unrealistic expectations are a kind of torture.
If I didn't say it properly eight years ago, is it too late now?
(From campus to city, estimated to be 100,000 words, the plot is light-hearted and pleasant, no abuse, everyone is welcome to give your advice)
Intention: Love should be expressed well