Once, Su Nan had a high fever. Yu Jinhuai came to her downstairs with antipyretic medicine and sent a message: Are you feeling better?
Much better.
I'm downstairs and bought medicine for you.
After seeing the news, Sunan came to the window and saw the familiar figure. Her eyes felt sour and she suddenly missed him.
Sunan couldn't care so much, so she put on a coat and hurried downstairs to come to him. "Why did you run down?"
"But I really want to see you, Yu Jinhuai." Yu Jinhuai held her in his arms.
But the good times did not last long, and Sunan was going abroad.
"You are going abroad, right?"
"Yes," Su Nan took a deep breath, "My mother has received funding and is going abroad for treatment, and I will go too."
"You promised me."
"You know, the future is important to me."
The rain was particularly heavy that day, and every drop seemed to penetrate people's hearts, causing long ripples.
Seven years later, Yu Jinhuai was already the president of Guangnan Company and met Su Nan again at a banquet.
Looking at the familiar figure, Su Nan felt sourness pouring into her eyes. Suppressing his emotions, he said, "Mr. Yu, hello."
Seeing the faint fake smile of the person in front of him, Yu Jinhuai chuckled, "Su Nan, you have no heart."
Yes, she has no heart. How could someone without a heart dream about him in the middle of the night and be so heartbroken that she can't breathe.
Intention: Those who are diligent in the desert will be able to give birth to buds