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The year he fell in love with Jiang Zainan, Cui Qifu transferred from Hong Kong to Shenzhen. He was a freshman in high school when he was sixteen years old. It was also that year, her senior year of high school, when she was eighteen years old.
A year ago, Jiang Zainan chose to give up on himself and become a complete gangster. Of course, he inevitably made friends with a group of bad boys and girls. She was the leader in the circle, and everyone in the school was known for her despicable behaviors such as smoking, drinking, fighting, absenteeism, bullying classmates, and talking back to teachers.
Her name has always been labeled as a "bad student" in school, but some people hate her and some people like her.
Jiang Zainan has many admirers, and Cui Qifu is one of them. The innocent love he had when he first fell in love at the age of sixteen or seventeen was beautiful, but this cautious love was never spoken out. He knew that there was never a shortage of people around her.
One day when he was seventeen, his secret love was crushed to pieces by her own hands, and his self-esteem was severely trampled under his feet. In full view of the public, he was heartbroken.
The misunderstanding was buried and became the foreshadowing of another encounter. Jiang Zainan forgot about him. His love continues to this day, but he no longer admits it.
At that time, their identities were reversed, and he was half popular, while she had long been entangled in daily necessities. He knew her in private, but he also knew that she was struggling to survive behind the scenes.
After sixteen years of love, the two separated and met again twice. Jiang Zainan was about to get married, and his overseas business began to go smoothly. On the night of his return to China, Cui Qifu had already returned to his hometown, but he still couldn't help but make the phone call.
After his straight spine was bent, he could no longer hold it up. He finally chose to compromise and surrendered to her.
He became an artist for her, he gave up his family business for her, and he went to the city where she once lived for her...
She also remembered him, and then she put away her high-profile fox tail. From then on, he was the only one to enjoy her fragrance.
Various styles·Tattoo designer × Affectionate·Founder of the studio
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Intention: Don't dwell on the past, don't be afraid of the future
