The day Shen Junshan left was autumn, a day when all things wither and fall.
Lu Qiuchi remembered it very clearly.
Whether it's the merciless back view or the expression of someone who lied the day before.
Ten years of dissatisfaction came flooding back in an instant.
He was like a joke trying to get an answer.
Another autumn.
Shen Junshan returned with endless thoughts, and the two met again.
The red thread wrapped around his fingers cut into his bones and blood.
This time, the identities are reversed.
"Shen Junshan, it's your turn."
The destined lover leaned on Lu Qiuchi's shoulder and held his hand.
"As long as you don't leave again, you can do whatever you want with me."
Lu Qiuchi didn't say anything else, only the bracelet on his wrist was shining with gentle light.
Shen Junshan waited quietly, a golden dark light flashed in his eyes.
Cruel, ruthless, paranoid, beautiful woman × emotional disorder, paranoid, lack of love attack
Updated every Wednesday and Sunday at 12 o'clock.
Note
A million people are fascinated by it.
There are no normal people.
People with both attacks and receptions are sick. There are very few normal people, so eat with caution.
Normal love is beautiful, but abnormal love is really fascinating.
Intention: All things begin, and spring comes all the year round.
Reader comments
"The sun shines on the ground at the airport at eight o'clock in the morning. After picking up his luggage, Shen Junshan glances around, as if he is looking for something. 'Nothing,' he thought. Ruifeng's beautiful eyes are lowered through the lenses, and his long eyelashes form a small shadow under his eyes. There is a faint sadness lingering in his eyes. He doesn't know what he is thinking, and then he retreats into the shadow and hesitates." Catch a big bug for the author~
Ruifengyan, the author made a typo
Deep hope, longing, like flowers in the cold winter looking forward to their own spring
"The sun shines on the ground at the airport at eight o'clock in the morning. After picking up his luggage, Shen Junshan glances around, as if he is looking for something. 'Nothing,' he thought. Ruifeng's beautiful eyes are lowered through the lenses, and his long eyelashes form a small shadow under his eyes. There is a faint sadness lingering in his eyes. He doesn't know what he is thinking, and then he retreats into the shadow and hesitates." Catch a big bug for the author~ Ruifengyan, the author made a typo
Deep hope, longing, like flowers in the cold winter looking forward to their own spring