C10 (1/2)

Night came amidst the hardships of the people. Returning to her residence, Mu Xinyi held the new Nokia men phone that Chen Hewen, Ye Xuan, and the others had gone to buy. She had bought the same phone with Chen Hewen, Ye Xuan, and the others, intending to give it to the person they loved deeply.

Lying on the bed, his eyes were staring at the package. At this moment, a white figure appeared in Mu Xinyi's mind. That frown, that smile, that look, had completely sunk Mu Xinyi within it.

”He's been gone for a month. When will he be back? How is he doing out there? Will he forget me and like other girls? ”

Feeling slightly worried, Mu Xinyi silently thought in her heart.

Two years ago, when the new students reported for the meeting, the gentle, refined, and handsome Zhang Song almost took away Mu Xinyi's soul.

Night slowly slipped away as time flowed by.

Unknowingly, Mu Xinyi had fallen asleep. She was still holding the gift that she planned to give to her lover. Would that day come?

”Sighing at the infatuation of youth, parting for love. Laughing at the world, who knows when I will be lonely.” In her dream, Mu Xinyi was running all over the place. Was she looking for her beloved person?

That night, Mu Xinyi slept soundly and temporarily forgot everything from before. She held a strand of hope in her heart and hoped that there would be a day when she could achieve her goals.

The young girl's heart was always filled with yearning. Her dreams were always filled with beauty.

In the morning, Mu Xinyi woke up to the sound of birds chirping and started her day's work — going to school to study.

In the distance, a handsome young man was currently in a dark slum. He looked at the picture of the face of a deity in his hands. Tears welled up in his eyes, and his heart ached.

When it came to feelings, he didn't really understand them. He didn't even know what love really meant, but he missed people in the distance day and night.

He did not care whether that love, that care, was love or not. He only hoped to see the angel in his heart again one day. Even if he did not speak, he would feel gratified with just a few glances from afar.

First love hazy, pure love, simple and pure, not necessarily results, but never forget.

He had lost his father when he was young, and his life had been shaky. He had almost lost the meaning to live, and it was they and she who had allowed him to see the meaning to life.

At that moment, his expression became sluggish as he entered a state of infatuation. He softly murmured the name of the person in the photo.

This scene lasted for a long time until the morning sunlight shone through the leaves on his face. Only then did a blinding light wake him up from his infatuation.

I like a flatter love, quietly lead two people's lives, but I was destined to meet a fierce, every time set off a bloody wind.

The young man's heart was always filled with yearning. The young man's dreams would always be filled with too many beautiful things.