Taiyuan Street
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Regarding Liang Xiaohan, Wen Jingyu has many words to describe him.
A free wanderer, unfettered son.
From high school to the present, many boundaries have long gone beyond friendship, but lovers are always one step behind.
If he doesn't say it, she will play stupid.
At a dinner, someone teased him with Liang Xiaohan's ridiculous deeds, everyone leaned back and fell back with laughter, only Wen Jingyu sat aside and didn't make a sound.
Liang Xiaohan hugged her shoulders and scolded the talkative person with a smile: "I'm just such a good friend, scared her away, you pay for it?" Best
friend, that's how he defined her.
Until one day Wen Jingyu figured it out, she simply didn't even want the name of this friend.
Liang Xiaohan finally panicked.
Liang Gongzi, who has never bowed his head, choked up on the phone: "Wenwen, you come back, let's start from the beginning." -
Wen Jingyu went to Hong Kong, a city where there is no Liang Xiaohan and has nothing to do with him at all.
She met Zhou Rongye here.
Wen Jingyu remembered him, he sat opposite her at the silent dinner at the beginning, mysterious and noble, and everyone had to respect him.
At that time, she left the scene halfway, thinking that she was going to be sad in the pouring rain, and finally Zhou Rongye sent her home.
In the back of the Bentley, Wen Jingyu was quietly wiping the water stains on the piano case, but she didn't notice the young man's meaningful gaze.
"You're playing the viola."
He was not speaking in question, but in affirmation.
Wen Jingyu looked up at him in surprise: "How do you know?"
Because she didn't say it, people always thought she was playing the violin.
It's only one-seventh the size bigger, and who cares.
And Zhou Rongye just smiled and didn't speak.
Later, in her apartment at No. 33 Taiyuan Street in Hong Kong, Wen Jingyu found that Zhou Rongye had left her a note.
"As long as you turn around, you can see me."
Think about the side of the sky, there is also a so-and-so waiting. - Eason Chan "When the Grapes Are Ripe"
Reading Guide:
*The second male is on top, Zhou Rongye is the real male protagonist
*Cold violinist X mysterious Hong Kong-funded boss, the female protagonist is small, the age difference is three years old, the male has a crush on the female, sc, he
* chasing his wife in the crematorium (can't go back to the version)/Planned for a long time/The crush comes true
*All character settings and the background of the article are private, there is no prototype, Please do not substitute
*The three views of the role do not represent the author's three views
PS: Taiyuan Street is actually Taiyuan Street in Hong Kong, because of the collision with other city streets, so the old name is used in this article, as "source
" The copywriting was established on 2022.12.14 (screenshotted)
"West Bank Forest" copywriting:
The chairman of Yaojiang Group has only one daughter under his knees, and legend has it that this Xiao Zheng is outstanding, and he is exquisite.
He is a rare capable person among the rich second generation in Penang.
Until the chairman was convicted and sentenced to death, this Mr. Zheng didn't even bother to pretend, sold the company in a blink of an eye, and left Penang without looking back.
She vowed to exile her mind, and her first stop was a plateau three or four thousand meters above sea level.
The scorching sun was scorching and the oxygen was thin, Zheng Jiaxi stood on the cliff and staggered, just to take a look at the scenery below.
Who knew that a warm and powerful hand firmly grasped her forearm, and she couldn't shake it off.
The owner of the hand seemed to have a misunderstanding, and persuaded him to say: "It is better to die than to live."
Zheng Jiaxi thought it was funny, she wanted to see which bodhisattva was so nosy, and as a result, this man grew up in her aesthetic from beginning to end.
Crazy thoughts grew, and she said openly: "Why don't you let me feel what it means to be worth it in the world tonight."
At that time, Chen Sen only had one idea, as if he had met a "madman".
……
The small southern town, separated from the plateau by two or three thousand kilometers, has abundant rain, lush vegetation, and endless oxygen.
As soon as Chen Sen stepped into the Internet café, the little girl at the front desk hurriedly stepped forward to complain.
She pointed to one of the cameras and complained to the boss: "Brother Sen, she was the one who beat Bozai!" I've been staring at her for a long time, don't let her go!
Chen Sen squinted his eyes and looked at the graceful figure, and with a force of his fingertips, he accidentally snuffed out the half-lit cigarette in his hand.
In the choking mist, he tightened his teeth and said coldly: "I can't afford to mess with this woman."
When they met again, Zheng Jiaxi recognized Chen Sen at a glance.
But this person pretended to be unfamiliar with her as if he had lost his memory.
The friend was curious: "Do you know?"
After thinking about it, Zheng Jiaxi lightly threw down a sentence: "Sort of, I owe a little debt."
"What debt?"
"Emotional debt."
"......"
The rainy night was hot and humid, and alcohol once again became a catalyst for losing one's mind.
Chen Sen grabbed the woman's waist, and the feelings in his heart had already surged thousands of times.
He asked in a deep voice, "Zheng Jiaxi, are you serious this time?" ”