2088: C2088 The Feeling of Being Struck by Love

C2088 The Feeling of Being Struck by Love

Jiang Nanchen clicked on Yung Yao's voice message and leaned back in his office chair. He closed his eyes and listened quietly. Yung Yao's voice was like the wind blowing from the mountains. It was soft and had the fragrance of grass. It instantly comforted his tired heart.

"Chen, you must be resting now, right? I am very sorry that I did not make cold drinks for you today. I saw a beautiful paragraph of text, read it to you...

I heard an echo coming from the valley and between my heart.

Using the lonely sickle to harvest the empty soul.

It kept repeating decisiveness and happiness!

Finally, there was an oasis swaying in the desert.

I believe in myself.

I was born like a bright summer flower!

Undefeated, undefeatable!

The burden of enduring the heartbeat and the burden of breathing!

He would never be tired of it!

I heard music coming from the moonlight and my naked body.

The extreme bait caught the ethereal beauty!

My whole life was filled with excitement and excitement. Pure!

There were always memories that ran through the world.

I believe in myself.

When I die, I die like a beautiful autumn leaf.

I will not be filled with chaos, my posture will be like smoke.

Even if he withered, he still retained the pride of his muscles and bones.

It was a profound mystery.

When I heard love, I believed it. Love!

Love is a pool of struggling blue algae.

Like a sad wind

Through my blood loss vein.

The belief of guarding the passage of time.

I believe that everything can be heard.

I can even foresee the separation and the meeting of another self!

And there are some moments that I can't grasp.

No matter how he walked, the one who had passed away would definitely not return.

Please look at my hairpin flower. It has bloomed all the way here.

I missed some of them. I was deeply moved by the wind, the snow, and the rain.1

Like a wave of honey, one after another.

He was born like a summer flower, and he died like a autumn leaf.

What does he care about...? "

Originally, when Jiang Nanchen heard Yung Yao's voice, his heart did not waver. But later on, "When I hear love, I can believe in love." These words were like a cardiac tonic that instantly stirred his heart.

In front of his eyes, the first time he saw her, she smiled like a tender and fresh little daffodil. His body suddenly became hot, and even his face was hot.

"Cough cough..."

Jiang Nanchen coughed in panic.

He jumped off the chair and rushed to the door. He locked the office door and leaned against the door, breathing heavily.

He looked down shyly. He saw his shameful bump, and his face burned even more. His heart beat like a drum!

"Is this the feeling of being hit by love?"

He laughed somewhat self-deprecatingly, but he still felt that this feeling wasn't bad. Only, the stronger feeling in his heart was that he wanted to fiercely crush that weak and easily bullied little girl in his embrace! The kind that made her cry fiercely!

He had always been an action-oriented person. As he grabbed his phone, he sent a voice message to Yung Yao, "I will go and find you now. Wait for me at the entrance of the community!"

He grabbed the car keys and strode out of the office.

He was already 18 years old and had just gotten his driver's license.

Twenty minutes later, he saw a weak girl in a white dress at the entrance of a community.

She was like an elegant and shy little daffodil, waving at him from afar in the sunset glow, making Jiang Nanchen's heart jump again, and he almost used the accelerator as a brake!

"Get in the car, I'll take you to eat!"

He lowered the window and smiled indifferently at him.

In Yung Yao's eyes, his smile was handsome and handsome. It made her blush and her heart beat faster.

Jiang Nanchen, on the other hand, felt like he was a big wolf looking at a little white rabbit.

The car stopped in a dark alley. The dark night was like a thin veil, isolating this place from the outside world.

Yung Yao was a little confused, "Chen, where is this place? Where is this restaurant?"

Jiang Nanchen's body trembled. He did not know when Yung Yao no longer called him Brother Chen, but Chen!

His heart was beating fast, but he tried his best to keep calm on his face.

He smiled and asked, "You like me?"

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