Broken Extension Cord

Lin Shu thought that the heart that was crushed to pieces in a long-distance relationship and beaten into a "load-bearing wall" at a construction site would never be shaken again. Until the young doctoral director Zhou Yan broke all her defenses with her red ears. He was like fresh snow falling on the ground, never in a hurry, and only giving the most specific preference: on a rainy night, he used his body to block the leaking electrical cabinet, and the depths of his black eyes were full of protection; on Wutong Old Street, his palms were sweating but he held her tightly, and his voice was trembling: "Lin Shu, I like you because I want to marry you." And Jiang Yuan, the ex-boyfriend who lost her with huge capital and late at night in a different place, finally begged her to come back with red eyes with a belated permanent transfer order. Faced with the "alignment of interests" that her ex was looking forward to, Lin Shu took a half step back soberly and gently: "Jiang Yuan, stop pretending that your selfishness in wanting me to cooperate with you in life is disguised as affection." Turning around, she gently grabbed Zhou Yan's slightly stiff sleeve: "Zhou Yan, you dropped your glasses." Some love is a pre-sale product, which always shows that it will be shipped soon, and the heartache will never arrive at the scene; and some love is when she lets him hold her hand, and you can hear his frantic heartbeat because of her in the wind. Deep in the sycamore trees in early winter, the disconnected extension cord completely changed the story. This time, she is no longer someone's accessory. She has her own boundaries and has someone who is willing to ask her if she is cold or not.