One summer in college, Zhu Qing casually confessed her love to a passing boy in order to resolve a crisis.
The boy blushed and agreed, vowing to treat Zhu Qing well.
However, the relationship lasted only a month, and Zhu Qing sent a breakup message in a strange but polite tone: "I'm sorry, we don't get along."
It was rainy in the summer, and the heavy rain hit the ground at that time, like an arrow gouging out Liang Xi's heart.
Beautiful love dies in the dreary summer rainy season.
Liang Xi hated Xia Tian from then on.
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We meet again in late spring.
Zhu Qing was annoyed by her mother's pressure to get married, so she made an invitation to Liang Xi, who had a similar problem: "Liang Xi, let's cooperate."
He has a beautiful smile and the cunning of a fox hidden in his voice.
Zhu Qing thought that such an investment would not be a loss, and Liang Xi would definitely agree immediately.
The plan fell through.
Liang Xi turned around indifferently, leaving the words salty and unknown: "Let's talk again."
She was left alone and messy in the wind.
Zhu Qing suddenly woke up. The boy who had been obedient to her had already disappeared that summer.
It was she who hurt people the most.
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It's summer again.
Zhu Qing was surrounded by a sea of people, waving light sticks and staring at the stage.
The one who attracted all the attention was the boy she discarded carelessly.
Liang Xi chatted with fans under the spotlight.
It is said that he fought against the disease and was reborn from the ashes.
Finally, as the lights went on and off, and half of the fans had already left the stage, the harsh sound of the microphone passed through their ears, and a deep voice spoke: "I was originally a piece of shade-loving moss attached to the rock. She took me out of the darkness and taught me to sprout under the sun."
Fans burst into exclaims and speculated who "she" Liang Xi was talking about.
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Pet shop manager × independent musician
Bright, free and easy×affectionate hook-up
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Liang Xi stared at a certain place in the venue. The solitary girl looked so pitiful in the crowd. He held the microphone and whispered his confession: "I hate the scorching sun and summer. It turns out I just hate summer without you."
Zhu Qing looked at Liang Xi across the sea of people, her eyes red.
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Falling in love is not a disease, loving you is, and you are my only good medicine.
Intention: All things are animistic and life is great
