In her previous life, Lin Wan died beneath a stream of traffic, carrying a heart full of anguish.
Back in her first year of high school, Lin Wan vowed that this time, she would live for herself.
She would get into Qingbei University and reclaim her dream of playing the piano.
Finally, she would avoid An Qi, the obsessive boy who had killed someone and been executed by firing squad.
But one day, as Lin Wan waited for a bus at the stop, the boy suddenly grabbed her and dragged her into the locust grove on campus. He penned her in, his body half encircling her, his hot breath rushing over her face.
“Do you hate me?”
Lin Wan didn't dare nod, let alone shake her head. She played the part of a careful, obedient good girl.
An Qi's beautiful eyes darkened.
Later, after the two were forced apart, one went to the North Pole and the other to the South Pole.
Standing on the northern latitude line, he felt the warmth of the sunlight, his mind filled with Lin Wan's beautiful, pale face.
“Wanwan, it turns out there are no penguins in the Arctic.” My world has no you, either.
You won't be actively coding when you're on vacation.
Check-in support, ticket support~
Personally, I think there are too many facial descriptions and then the verbal dialogue is a bit immature.
"All the things that are not obtained in life can be satisfied by telling. This is also the writer's way of self-salvation, using the beauty and richness of narrative to make up for the paleness of life and the flaws of character." —— Mo Yan
Zeyang, some paragraphs in Chapter 4 seem to be repeated.
I hope we can live forever and share the beauty of the moon even though we are thousands of miles away~
Don't let down those who like you. (Quotes from today's male god
Your title is very middle-class
Meow~ Check in (I am Dried Fish) Come and take a sip
La la la, brush your presence ฅ( ̳• ◡ • ̳)ฅ
You won't be actively coding when you're on vacation.
Check-in support, ticket support~
Personally, I think there are too many facial descriptions and then the verbal dialogue is a bit immature.
"All the things that are not obtained in life can be satisfied by telling. This is also the writer's way of self-salvation, using the beauty and richness of narrative to make up for the paleness of life and the flaws of character." —— Mo Yan
Zeyang, some paragraphs in Chapter 4 seem to be repeated.
I hope we can live forever and share the beauty of the moon even though we are thousands of miles away~
Don't let down those who like you. (Quotes from today's male god
Your title is very middle-class
Meow~ Check in (I am Dried Fish) Come and take a sip