Rin and snow
[End of text] [Extra-update]
[The next book writes "The Long Wind of the Summer Corridor", which is also the age difference, poke the column for collection]
Song Huai was abandoned by his adoptive parents when he was fifteen years old.
Winter days, snowfall. She met Duan Chaoling for the first time.
He appeared inexplicably, with a thin strapping between his fingers, and his shoulders covered in snow.
The scarlet light reflected in her eyes, as if she saw a long warmth.
He didn't say anything and took her home.
—
The night of the end of the college entrance examination.
Song Huai hid in the bathroom, learned his usual movements, shook out a cigarette from the cigarette case, pressed the lighter, and lit it jerky.
The fog was shrouded, and she suddenly remembered the way he was holding a cigarette and was distracted, and finally understood.
It turned out that at that moment, he was nostalgic for others.
Later, his bad habits were discovered by him.
Duan Chaoling pinched off the light spots between her fingers and lowered his head to look at her.
He didn't say much, only said lightly: "Huaihuai, you are too much like her." —
In the fifth year after leaving Duan Chaoling, he returned to Beicheng again, and it was still snowy.
Song Huai saw him again at an exhibition.
The two are not far apart.
His gaze was extremely indifferent, and he only glanced at it before withdrawing it.
Song Huai didn't care, and chatted with the other men beside him with a smile.
Soon after, he was introduced to her.
Song Huai's face did not change, he stretched out his hand to him, and said with a smile: "Mr. Duan, hello."
Duan Chaoling didn't respond, and in front of everyone, he asked calmly, "When are you going to move back to live?"
Before she could reply, I heard him say again,
"Don't keep me waiting too long this time."
—
In winter, the day and night alternate, and the nights are longer than the days.
The lounge on the top floor of the exhibition hall is dark, with snow hitting the glass windows.
Song Huai was forced to wrap around his neck tightly, and his eyes melted into mist.
She was tossed and ruthless, and said intermittently in his ear: "Duan Chaoling...... I'm not her.
"I know who I love." Duan Chaoling leaned over and kissed her fluttering eyelashes.
"Huaihuai, I've always known it."
—
The age difference is 12 years
he/crush/reunion after a long absence/pseudo-stand-in
[Reading Guide]
1, the copywriting is carried out from the perspective of the heroine, and the essence is not a stand-in.
2, the male protagonist does not have white moonlight, and does not use the female protagonist as a stand-in.
3, there is no intimate description of the heroine before she becomes an adult.
4, Weibo @ Chengxi ovo
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———— copywriting of "Summer Corridor Long Wind"————
After a two-day stop in Sioux City, Yu Yinglan stopped by to visit the old man's old friend.
There is a corridor outside the medical hall, and there is no end in sight.
The wind blew through the hall, and the little girl in a white horse-faced dress leaned against the stone pillar, her long hair held in place by a plain hairpin, and she was kicking the gravel on the ground with her foot.
Looking at each other, she called him "uncle" crisply, and when she smiled, she faintly revealed two tiger teeth.
Three years later, the little girl was admitted to the university in Beicheng and came to look for him.
Entrusted by the elders, Yu Yinglan settled people down, took care of them properly, and asked a few questions about the current situation every once in a while, and only stopped there.
The summer was long, and he came to school to pick her up for a banquet.
In front of him, Zhu Yu got into someone else's car and smiled innocently.
Yu Yinglan smiled at the corner of his mouth, conniving at her hot and cold, and let her go.
The scene reappears after a few months.
Zhu Yu repeated his old tricks, and was pulled into the car by him expressionlessly.
"Uncle Yu, I'm going to have a boyfriend sooner or later."
Yu Yinglan slowly lit a cigarette, looked at her through the smoke, and said in a gentle tone: "The radical method is not of much use to me." Zhu
Yu clasped the handle and wanted to get out of the car.
Yu Yinglan held her palm, and rubbed his fingertips for a while:
"-But it's only effective because of you."
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HE/age difference 10