Boiled Stars

Boiled Stars is the name Xia Xingzhi gave to his food account. She said, watching the fish balls and cabbage rolling in the pot, like little stars unwilling to sink to the bottom. She didn't know at that time that fate would really throw her into the boiling water of life. On a rainy night, Xia Xingzhi opened the door of "Liang Ji Restaurant" like a drowned rat. "Can you take me in for two months?" The cold-faced man wiping the cup didn't even raise his eyelids. Xia Xingzhi's words were already on his lips, but his eyes darkened and he fell into his arms. "Love is the only thing we can perceive that transcends the dimensions of time and space, even though we cannot yet understand it." ——"Interstellar" ————Please collect my column and pre-collect "Hot Snow" ———— Ge Xue's two major creeds in life: Look at your pretty face and enjoy your life as you please. On the day of class placement for the second year of high school, a transfer student Jiang Tingdong suddenly appeared in the classroom. His eyes were as cold as ice but so beautiful that her heart skipped a beat. Ge Xue: "Who can bear this? Charge!" She rose to the challenge, poking his back every day to pass notes, delivering snacks and band-aids, her tiger-toothed smile dazzling: "Jiang Tingdong, you are so good-looking, how wasteful is it to ignore people?" He looked away coldly: "Stay away from me." No one knew that that night on the rooftop, she thought he was going to commit suicide, but when she pounced on him, she only broke a little scarlet between his fingers. The movie ended on Christmas Eve, and fine snow fell on my shoulders. She exhaled and laughed, "When I become a director, you can be my leading actor. Don't waste this face." He suddenly reached out and caught the melting snowflakes on her eyelashes with his warm fingertips. With one touch, the coldness turned into boiling heat. "Ge Xue," his breath came close to his ear, "can I be the only male protagonist in your script?" The street lights were dim, and the undercurrent in his eyes was like molten lava, which made her heart tremble. Seven years have passed and the autumn rain in London has soaked the graffiti tunnels. She is a bald apprentice working on a documentary. He is a graffiti artist who covers his face with a mask and has a cool temperament. Until her mobile phone was snatched by a speedster gang, and the man grabbed the robber's wrist—— He raised his eyes for a moment, his eyes were cold and cold, like an old acquaintance. After sending her home, her boyfriend heard the sound and came out, so he slowly pulled off the black mask. "Jiang Tingdong?!" He lowered his eyes and looked at her, his voice colder than the autumn rain in London: "Ge Xue, long time no see." Old hatreds and new loves are chaotically entangled, and after the chaos in the bar on Halloween, She dialed the number, her voice trembling: "Come pick me up." He drove halfway across town, brought her back to the apartment, and took her wrist in his hands. "Ge Xue, use me. Isn't it easy for you?" The tenon and tenon were connected, and in the dim light, her wet fingertips stayed under his collarbone. The snowflake-covered band-aid tattoo trembled with his breath. "Jiang Tingdong, does it hurt when you get this tattoo?" He held her fingers and said in a low voice: "It's better than losing you." Harmless Little Pepper × Indifferent and World-weary Yanba Artist HE｜In the early stage, the woman chases the man, and in the later stage, the man's crush becomes true｜Reunion after breaking the mirror "The snow is cold, but your fingertips brushed my eyelashes - they were as hot as my uncontrollable heartbeat." Intention: Live hard and be positive