After Yu Qingxu finished his college entrance examination, he returned to Bincheng with his cousin to accompany his grandparents.
We walked to the familiar yet unfamiliar streets of Bincheng Western-style Houses.
Yu Qingxu walked into a small western-style building and saw a puppy lying down and resting in the yard.
Thinking it was the puppy raised by her grandma that her cousin mentioned, Yu Qingxu walked over and said, "You're quite cute, red bean paste buns."
I just came back from behind and saw a girl squatting in front of me to feed the dog, and even renamed his dog "Bean Paste Bun".
The young man didn't know why. He looked at the girl's back and this funny scene curiously, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
It wasn't until the dog ran towards the boy that Yu Qingxu realized the misunderstanding.
"I forgot to feed you all morning, so I changed my name and followed someone else?" The young man knelt down and patted the puppy's head, "Have you been raising you in vain for so many years?"
What Yu Qingxu turned around to see was a young man wearing a white T-shirt, fair skin, clear outlines, clean and refreshing, and his deep and clear eyes... Just like the lime-flavored soda she liked on a hot summer day.
This scene is a misunderstanding, but it is also a wonderful beginning...
Yu Qingxu never thought that later on, he would have so many memories of hugging and holding hands with this young man... And a painful and regretful past.
"How could it be like this? He has such a bright future..."
Chen Zheng and An Jing's sick faces and the cries of his family in front of the hospital bed lingered in Yu Qingxu's mind for a long time.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Chen Zheng and... If I had never known you, wouldn't I be like this..."
Meeting again many years later was a scene that Yu Qingxu had never expected.
In the narrow and dark corridor, the young man gently wrapped his hands around the girl's waist and chuckled in her ear: "Sister, we haven't seen you for so long, don't you miss me? I miss you very much."
The memories of so many years have been rolling back and forth, and they are actually sweet and sour.
Note: 1. It was not the heroine who harmed the hero, it was a misunderstanding.
2. The male protagonist has no misunderstandings about the female protagonist
3. The overall rhythm is still brisk. Small glass shards
Purpose: Fight for your dreams