Mild characters in the past ten years

198 1 was born in the capital in July.

Nickname: Beauty (taken by Eve)

Zodiac: pig

Wife: Wenny.

Son: Be neat and tidy.

Daughter: Stupid words.

Grandpa: Focus.

Dad: Make a promise.

Brother: Yan Ge.

Sister: Winsell

Friends: Wen, Sun Peng, Yunzai, Rosemary, Eve.

Sending children: Wen, Eve, Sun Peng (PS: sending children and sending friends are not the same concept)

Brother-in-law: Wen

Rival in love: Gu, the cloud is there.

Good at: painting, photography, calligraphy

Car: A Burgundy Ferrari (scrapped after an accident in the back), finally won the prize of a painting by Ahern and bought another one. )

Favorite colors: pink and warm colors.

Favorite food: ribs

Establishing a gang: sparerib teaching

The position of sparerib teaching: the leader of sparerib teaching

Slogan of ribs teaching: Master Dj Yan unified the Jianghu, and Dong Fangbubai passed down from generation to generation.

Abstract in the book:

(1) and from beginning to end, Dj Yan, the fool, never understood that everything just belongs to her secret, and Rao did. She had already spoiled him from a beautiful, sharp, stubborn and fragile teenager so wantonly, so charming, outstanding, proud and invincible, lingering on the tip of her tongue, whispering softly, but only saying-boy, my boy.

(2) When Ah Heng saw Dj Yan for the second time, her boy was sitting on the street corner, mixed among a group of old people, sipping milky white bean juice from a coarse porcelain bowl with his head down, holding the edge of the bowl with slender white fingers, and his purple hair was shining softly along his forehead in the sun, just covering his side face, revealing only a towering and delicate bridge of the nose. It is clear that every thin hair is slightly upturned, next to the first button of the dark blue school uniform coat.

(3) Take a faint glance and don't talk.

He stood in the snow wearing a white down jacket, and the color of the snow reflected his face. The young man has dark hair and red lips, and his skin is as white as jade. He is beautiful, but he looks very cold.

(4) Aheng wanted to joke that Yan Xi has three points of beauty, but what suddenly occurred to him at that moment was not Dj Yan's appearance. The appearance of teenagers has faded in time. The only thing she can remember is that when a teenager is angry, he is as vivid and beautiful as a flame. In light and shadow, he is eternal, no matter what tune he hums, he is so natural and unrestrained. In this life, it's hard to forget.

She said, "Eve, do you remember how angry Yanxi was?"

Why don't you remember?

Eve shrank her neck.

She lived her life with trepidation, plain but full of excitement. Occasionally, I will stare at the toad in the locker; Occasionally, I will see textbooks torn by footprints in the drawer; Occasionally, the blackboard eraser will hit her when others are playing; Occasionally, when it is her turn to be on duty, there will be several times more garbage on the ground than usual. ...

However, no amount of stimulation can compare with the sudden appearance of Dj Yan.

That day, while she was doing exercises, a person suddenly walked into the classroom. Before looking up, the female students have already started screaming and cheering. She looked up, wearing a blue school uniform, a white shirt, long legs, dark hair and light eyes.

Dj Yan is one year older than Eve, the same age as Vance, and one level higher than Eve Aheng.

Before listening to SiGuan, Aheng muttered that Dj Yan missed too many classes last year and didn't learn anything for a whole year, saying that Grandpa wanted him to go back to his freshman year and be thoroughly remoulded.

However, is this too sudden?

Eve looked as if she knew, went straight to Dj Yan Music and told the boy next to her that he was very proud-"Look, the beauty of our school, my brother Dj Yan!"

Dj Yan has a long history and is called the school flower. When I was in high school, I was treated as a girl by the former president of the student union who only chased beautiful women from all schools. Write a love letter in three days, a bunch of roses in five days, and love tiger oil every day. Dj Yan shouted at him, "I'm a man!" ,

The man actually smiled-"Beauty, let's go, let's come out now!" "

Therefore, the name of the school flower is solid and unshakable.

⑤ The boy, wearing a purple low-necked sweater, has a long string of flowers on his left shoulder, which is hooked by a dark thread. The shoulder line is cut too thin and flows back and forth, which can't be suppressed. Yan Ming's darkness is full of enchanting.

He stood in the light, his back thin but stubborn and arrogant, his neck slightly bent, his arms clasped the long-haired girl whose face was blurred under the light, his lips and teeth intertwined with the people in his arms, and the bright and colorful ink passed by his ear slowly and unconsciously swept the white neck. Jade color is soaked in light and shadow, hiding fragrance, fragrant and touching people's hearts.

Suddenly, I remembered something, so I suggested-either DJ Yan, talk to my sister and cheer her up. She likes you best at ordinary times.

Dj Yan frowns, beckons the assistant to rush over again, reaches out a slender hand, takes Xiaowu's mobile phone and gently opens his mouth-hello, I'm Dj Yan.

Ah Heng was silent, listening to Dj Yan's voice, and her mouth became warped unconsciously, and the eyebrows of the distant mountains were bent.

Dj Yan didn't hear the answer, so he raised his voice-are you all right? Please answer me, I'm Dj Yan.

Ah heng's lips are dry. He gently closed his eyes and whispered-I know you are Dj Yan. It's really noisy.

Dj Yan leng, all the blood rushed to the scalp, clutching the phone, gnashing her teeth-what did you say?

Ahern said-long time no see, Dj Yan.

Fingers, nose and lips seem to be all ice, only the tears in the corner of the eye are hot.

Haven't seen you for a long time.

Dj Yan took a deep breath, deadpan, bowed to the audience below, and said simply-I'm sorry, everyone, that's all for today.

Turn around and stride to the elevator.

This is a cold door, and you can see every hair of him clearly.

Inside the door, outside the door

He shouted-Ahern.

Such a loud voice.

Ah Heng stood up and gently stroked the handrail, his legs were cold and unconscious.

In the dark, four directions, hit the wall, search, touch again, touch the gap in the door.

There is not a spark of light.

Suddenly, she felt desperate, and every drop of blood was drowned by fear.

She said, Dj Yan, I can't see you.

Beating the door, but unable to restrain his emotions any longer, he gave a loud cry.

Dj Yan, where are you? I can't see you.

Dj Yan's eyes instantly shed tears, and his hand broke the door.

He said, be good, be good, don't cry, wait another minute, no, ten seconds.

Fingers stuck in the door, hard and violent impact, is oozing blood.

Ah Heng snapped, shed tears and sobbed-Dj Yan, I miss you very much, but I dare not.

Dj Yan roar-who the fuck won't let you think, Lao tze killed him.

Blurred the blood of the hands, dripping down the smooth door mirror.

The assistant and repairman who came in a hurry hurriedly pulled him away. Dj Yan grabbed the repairman by the collar, his eyes were bloodshot and his mouth was cold-this was my life in the elevator. I'll leave it up to you.

That sound, like from hell.

7 "Dj Yan" He looked at her, his words were faint, his eyebrows and eyes were arrogant, his eyes were black and his hair was black, and his lips were covered with flowers.

"Wenny." She smiled with clear eyes and harmless words. At this time, she finally had an exact name to call his name. At that time, he and she experienced countless unintentional encounters and finally met. This acquaintance, she didn't expect, and he didn't bother. Sixteen years old, still sixty years short; A seventeen-year-old, full of May. Just as young. Cha-cha, meet in a narrow way. A good show.

Dj Yan's hands are cold. He felt warm, trembling, plump and swallowed water. He looked up at the sky and said, Heng, I want to kiss you.

Aheng bit the sheet and ran away. How are you? How are you? Wait ... you just said ... what were you thinking ... Dj Yan bent her eyes, gently kissed her eyebrows, eyes, cheeks and lips, and finally moved to her lips, tearfully saying, I'm fine, I'm fine, dear.

Pet-name ruby This is still a ... person.

Refugees who escaped from where.

His palm was skinned, leaving only the veins stood out and a layer of skin.

Aheng handed a handkerchief and looked at him quietly with black eyes.

He took the handkerchief and smelled a faint pine fragrance, but his fingers were stiff.

She said in the fog, you turn around.

Quiet, soft and waxy China people.

The man moved his lips and hesitated for a long time. After all, he squatted on the ground to block his face.

She hopes that Dj Yan will become stronger, walk beside her and not rely on anyone.

However, he was afraid, afraid to see her.

He didn't dare to walk to her by his own feet, just because of the scars he had encountered.

Someone gently pushed open the door left unlocked.

The gaunt man with big eyes.

So hard, step by step to her side.

He knelt at the corner of her bed, gently held her white fingers and warm lips and kissed them.

He said, Heng, I'm hungry. heroine

1983 65438+ 10/0 in the early morning 1 1: 35 was born in Beijing (it was picked up by my grandfather on February 28th of the same year, and sent to grandma Aheng's hometown, Wushui).

English name: Winnie

Husband: Dj Yan.

Son: Be neat and tidy.

Daughter: Stupid words.

Grandpa: Wen

Father: Wen Anguo

Mother: Literal.

Brother: Yunzai

Brother: Wen

Former fiance: Gu (aka)

Friends: Eve, Rosemary

Sister-in-law: Wensier

Brother-in-law: Yan Ge

The present situation of ribs teaching: cooking chef

Abstract in the book:

①

"Grandma, why don't I look like you?" She once asked her mother.

"Ah Heng looks so good." Mother looked at her faintly and smiled. "Far eyebrows are more expensive than arch eyebrows."

Ah Heng has a long eyebrow eye, delicate and gentle eyes, and looks like a clear landscape. Mica, on the other hand, has a typical beautiful amorous feelings of arch eyebrows and Jiangnan women.

②

Ah Heng felt very tired listening to the whistling wind. Soon, when he opened his eyes again, he was already sitting outside Jia Yun's house.

She saw the familiar medicine stove and the old cattail leaf fan in her hand. The orange light is weak, not burning, and not warm, but it seems to have been attracting her hope, and she can't tell the length of time. Huang, the big dog at home, obediently lay at her feet, just like her, stopped all the reincarnation of this world, leaving only this medicine stove in her eyes, waiting for her to be slowly submerged by the medicine incense.

There is nothing wrong with living like this all your life. Constant, but a medicine stove and a cattail leaf fan.

Without desire, there is no pain and sorrow.

In such a huge reality with inertia, she is convinced that she is dreaming. However, whether it is her medicine stove, her yellow, her dream now, or the young man sitting in the train window is thinking sadly in the distant ward.

Is it a dream?

This reality is more illusory than a dream, and this dream is more realistic than reality.

However, no matter how scared she was in her dream, in Dj Yan's eyes, the girl must have fallen asleep, cutting off her realistic thoughts.

This girl, when sleeping, is still quiet and ordinary, not annoying, not likable.

③

According to Dj Yan's orders, Aheng went to the plum tree, which made him very embarrassed.

However, if you take things from others, your legs will naturally become weak.

"Take two more steps and stay away from the tree." The teenager was holding a black camera and half squinting at the camera.

"Oh." Ahern sniffed and moved two steps to the side.

"Take two more steps."

Winding trunk, delicate petals.

Aheng looked at the newly opened plum tree next to him, covered in black lines, and took two steps forward.

She is making a background for a tree.

Dj Yan said that I gave you that painting. Would you like to be my background model?

She nodded and said yes, yes, yes, yes. She blushed and nervously thought, Oh, yes, she is beautiful enough to be a model in Dj Yan.

As a result, Dj Yan said, you don't have to be nervous. Pretend to be a passer-by for the later scene.

oh

"Take two big steps forward." The boy took the camera and continued to give orders.

One big step, two big steps, Ahern counted forward.

Kind of like hopscotch when I was a kid.

"Keep walking." The voice of the teenager is a little far away.

She walked forward with her head buried.

"All right, stop!" His voice trembled slightly in the wind and he couldn't hear clearly.

"Don't look back." He spoke.

"What did you say?" She turned around and looked at the corners of the mouth of the distant teenager in confusion.

The young man standing in the wind has dark hair, red lips and a bright smile.

Card, the time is fixed.

1999 65438+ 10/0/3.

Many years later, a photo was placed in the most inconspicuous corner of the exhibition hall, with gray glass windows, unpretentious girls, gray coats, black eyes and gentle and focused eyes.

She made a magnificent and noble background.

Many young photographers come here to admire you. When they saw this work, they lamented their failure.

Dj Yan was brilliant all his life, but the works he left behind had no aesthetic feeling.

Dj Yan was old at that time.

He listened to the sincere advice of the younger generation with a smile. They asked him to eliminate the failure, but he just shook his head.

"Why?" They are young, so they have a lot of time to ask why.

"The person she is looking at is me." Dj Yan smile, eyebrow eye too old to distinguish the past. It's just that the eyes are faint, deep and dim.

④

Ten seconds later.

The signal light finally came on.

Ding Rinrin.

That door, slowly opened, seems to have finally dissipated all the time and space distances.

The girl, who cried like Xiaohua Mall, finally returned to his arms.

He held her, diluted all the desolation and emptiness in his heart, and couldn't let it go any longer.

Push hard. If you rub it into your chest, that would be great.

This is a piece of meat. I feel it in my heart. I'll gouge it out. It doesn't hurt anyway.

How about coming back? No pain.

⑤

"Wenny, you bitch, what lofty! Every day, I pester Vince and give my face shame! " After school, Aheng and Vance often go home together. Unfortunately, their temperament is quite different. Ah Heng is so corny. Even with the same surname, no one thought of brother and sister.

Ah Heng lowered his head. When he raised his head again, he said seriously, "You like Guan, but why do you want to slander others?"? Since it is, girl, how can you say such an ugly thing? "

The girl tore up the note and blushed-"Who do you think you are? Teach me a lesson? Don't look at yourself, don't know where to run out of the bumpkin! "

A bumpkin, ah, still a bumpkin who can't learn Beijing dialect for a hundred years. Aheng smiled. The other party became angry from embarrassment and grabbed Ah Heng's clothes. "Today, if you dare to touch Wenny, Ben Shao will waste your hand." Behind him, there was a dull and unemotional voice discussing the casual tone of the weather.

The girl was shocked and looked at the teenager who suddenly appeared. Aheng gently turned his head and swept his nose to the young man's collar, which smelled of milk. "Dj Yan." She smiled, but, once again, she was suddenly wronged. Ah Heng sighed in his heart. This is really a bad mood, what is the beginning and what is the end. The thin and lonely young man protected her behind him. He raised his eyebrows, his big eyes glistened with cold light, and he looked at the girl opposite him with a smile on his face-"Wen 40 thousand probably won't hit you because of your nonsense gentlemanly demeanor, but I don't mind hitting women, young master."

The girl's face turned pale in an instant, looking at Aheng, unbelievable-"Is she Vince's sister?" Dj Yan sneered—"She isn't, and you are?" Then, I turned and walked to Eve, and gave her a kick. With a loud noise, my desk fell to the ground. Books are everywhere on the floor. Eve stood up, feeling guilty. The boy looked at him with beautiful black eyes and fiery streamers, and his voice was icy. "Eve, is it interesting for you to watch Wenny being bullied like this every day?"

Introduction: Dj Yan and I grew up in the same hospital. There is only grandpa Xin in our family. He is one year younger than me. They are simple and kind.

Birthday: 1983 New Year's Eve

English name: EVE

Favorite person: rosemary.

Nickname: big aunt

Child: Jiang Shui (adoption)

The status of ribs: the left protector

Abstract in the book:

①

At that time, the freshman was almost three years old and could not speak, but Dj Yan, two years old, tricked candy into running "Uncle Shuai Shuai and Aunt Meimei" all over the street. When he was three years old, his treble was basically close to the treble family. Although no word is in tune, it deeply hurts Lao Xin's weak old heart. Every day, he holds Eve and scolds his grandparents. Eve listened with relish. Finally, three.

②

Dj Yan smiled, childish and naive-"What a white child our aunt is! Oh, look at this big face as white as jiaozi's. How can it be African? I just said something wrong. Sorry, brother. " "Dj Yan, I will fight with you!" Eve's tears streamed down her face, and her bronzed face was red and purple. He rolled up his sleeves, propped up his head, and rushed at Dj Yan.

③

Eve shrank her head back, hid to one side and looked at Dj Yan ingratiatingly-"Ash, I'll just say one word, just one word, and then I'll go, okay?" This tone, unlike the usual gentlemanly tone of New Justice, is really childish. Dj Yan gave, turned supercilious look, the heart is very weak. Eve came running, ran to Ahern and Mary's desk, rubbed her hair shyly, squinting, looked up like a pig's head, looked at Mary carefully and giggled. "I seem to miss you a little, Rosemary." Introduction: A child the same age as Dj Yan. I am obsessed with thinking that Dj Yan is the most suitable person in the world, and I want to keep Dj Yan by my side forever by hurting him.

Favorite person: Dj Yan.

Nickname: Little Bodhisattva, Lu Shenxian

Abstract in the book:

①

Almost all my friends arrived that day.

A big cake, full of bright sunflowers, was used as a toy by them and almost hit him.

He smiled innocently and cunningly, turned a blind eye and let them make trouble.

"Dj Yan, you are as fragile as ever."

The voice as light as running water sounded, and everyone turned their eyes. Outside the door, a teenager stood, looking from a distance, like a whole piece of white jade.

The meticulous brushwork is freehand and the flow is flawless.

"Land circulation." Rosemary froze for a moment, stood up and put down his sweet cake, like a bewildered child.

"Long time no see." The young man nodded faintly and looked at everyone. This is a small ancient well pool.

No joy, no anger, no support, no tolerance.

Land circulation, is this land circulation?

This is the first time that Ah Heng has met Liu Lu.

②

Ahern clearly remembers that day, Liu Lu wore a dark green T-shirt and some white blue jeans. Her hair is not trimmed, it is soft and she can laugh. When she smiles, she can remind people of a bodhisattva with a little cinnabar between her eyebrows. Ex-girlfriend: Lin Wanwan

Wife: Winslow

Grandpa: Wen

Father: Wen anguo

Mother: Literal.

Former "sister": Wensier (now wife)

Sister: Wenny.

Child: a pair of twins

Friends: Eve, Rosemary, Dj Yan (Hehe, PS lost its ground flow, so it's not a friend, right).

Nephew: Yan Baobao, also known as Wahaha and Xiao Guai Yan Qi Yan Jing.

Niece: Stupid words.

The status of sparerib pie: protection of rights

Abstract in the book:

①

I want Guan 'er to help her pack things. The Wen family lives at home. What?

②

When I was half full, someone called and Vance answered the phone. 1999, the so-called mobile phone weight was really annoying, but at that time, it was a rarity. Vance and his family are still very interested in this, so Lord Yang chose a few things from the duty-free export to play with. When answering the phone, Si Guan was full of tenderness and smiles. His face turned livid when he hung up the phone. He grabbed the beer on the table and poured it down. Everyone looked at each other, even the shrimp quickly put down their chopsticks, and the atmosphere was afraid to look at Vance. "Vance, what's wrong?" The freshman was impatient and asked him with a frown. The boy didn't answer, so he opened another bottle of beer. I finished it in an instant before I took it in my freshman year. When it comes to Carlsberg, the degree is dead, that is, the level of beer, but the most taboo of drinking is the undisciplined pour. That was not the case. Vance's cheeks are burning. The boy's bright eyes looked at Ahern unabashedly with forbearing anger. When he groped for the third bottle of wine, Dj Yan grabbed it with the load and sank his anger-"What's wrong with your ya? ! "He smiled and looked straight at Ah Heng, and the hot tears slipped instantly, which made people unprepared. "Ah Heng, you hate you so much, so you can't hug her? What did she do to get in your way? What did she do to deserve this? " Aheng squirmed with his mouth open, but he couldn't pronounce syllables. So he worked hard and smiled at him, feeling sad and uneasy. "Why did you cheat son waiting for you in Maoer Hutong? You said you would definitely take her home, then pretend nothing happened, and, uh ... "Vance's voice choked-"I waited for you in Maoer Hutong all day and night. Do you know what she said to me? " What? what did you say ? Aheng's whole body temperature is cold, but he still smiles with faint goodwill, but his throat is dry and uncomfortable. "She said-elder brother, when Aheng will take me home, I really want to go home ..." Guan almost broke his throat and roared out, completely heartbreaking. "I never thought you would be so kind to Joel. Even, I hope you can hate her In this way, I will feel more guilty, be better to you, and make up for the affection you never had since childhood ... "He knew what she wanted, but why did he go into the absurd deviation so maliciously? Thinking about guan son paused voice, stagnate for a long time, gently but brutally opened the mouth, "but, in this life, I have never been more hopeful than at the moment, your name is not Wen! ! ! "

③

"Welcome, Yunheng." The owner of those hands is a boy of seventeen or eighteen, tall and straight, with deep dimples. Looking at her, he smiled handsomely, opened the car door with his right hand, and put his left hand on his chest politely, very gentlemanly and slightly close to his heart. "I'm Wen, and Grandpa asked me to take you back." Husband: Wen

Brother: Dj Yan.

Grandpa: Focus.

Dad: Make a promise.

Child: a pair of twins

Sister-in-law: Wenny.

Brother: Yan Ge.

Introduction: A stubborn young woman can play the piano and ballet to please the old and young of the Wen family. At first, she hated her guts, but in the end she got along well. I have always liked Wen, and finally, everything will be fine.

Abstract in the book:

①

I opened my eyes again and stood beside me, smiling brightly, three steps away. "Ahen, what are you thinking?" She asked her with a gentle smile. It's just that the voice is cold and ironic in the night wind. Aheng raised his head, got up and spoke softly-"Eh, it's cold at night, you are weak, don't stand in the wind." Turn around, go to the window and close the window. Outside the window, the moon is full of branches, and the shadow is mottled, reflecting on the window and moving slowly and silently. Searle turned coldly and sarcastically-"You know what kind of person I am, so don't pretend to be so polite. Today is just for your surname Wen, I advise you not to daydream. " Ahern raised his eyebrows—"Thank you." Calm as water, gentle and polite. Silver closed the door and sneered, "I really don't know what you and Vance are arguing about. They are like two peas in a pod. " Yeah, I don't know who it is for. Who knows who this is for?

②

Ahern saw Si Er again. It's already May, and it's getting hot. This girl is still beautiful and elegant, but she is no longer gentle, timid and delicate. A Heng is walking alone on his way to school. Hill smiled and made some rude moves and patted her on the shoulder. "Ah heng, do you have money? Lend me flowers. " She no longer has soft long hair, and her hair becomes shorter, thinner and darker. Her mouth opened and closed, painted very red, much like drinking blood. When talking to her, she no longer folds her eyebrows gently, but picks them up with great momentum. Joel?' She's not sure. This is Hill. "Don't call me that name." The girl shook her hand in disgust. Fingertips are dazzling purple. Ahern looked at her hand stupefied. She remembered that her mother had said countless times that Joel was the most talented piano child she had ever seen. Those jade hands are flawless, and one more decoration is blasphemy. Aheng closed his eyes slightly and said awkwardly, "Well, how have you been recently?" Hill smiled happily—"What about you?" Ah Heng didn't know whether it was good or bad. He hesitated for a long time, nodded and said seriously-"Not so-so." Hill sneered—"After all this time, you are as hopeless as ever." Aheng smiled. "Come on, I'm in a hurry. You should have money in your pocket. Lend me some first. " Hill is getting impatient. "How much is it? What are you doing? " Ah Heng asked as he picked up his schoolbag. "Thank you!" As soon as Ahern took out his wallet, Si Er grabbed it. "As for what to do, it's none of your business. Of course, it's none of your business. " She waved and turned away clean.

③

Run to the depths of the alley, Aheng sighed. More than ever, she hoped that her ears were wrong. As a result, she really saw-Syl. Sil, huddled in the corner at the moment, two young people with dirty clothes and yellow hair are talking dirty words and touching the girl. "WenSi son, what are you serious about? Didn't you just dance with us yesterday? Why don't you pretend you don't know our brother today! " One of them grabbed Siegel's chin and began to tease. "Fuck off, I don't know you!" Silver held back and looked at each other in fear, almost crying. "Well, it's so late, why don't you go home?" Ahern's clear voice came, smiling in the direction of Si Er. Two people one leng, probably didn't expect someone in such a remote alley. While they were turning around, Searle broke free from the shackles and ran after Ahern with trepidation. [4] English name: rosemary

Nickname: shredded pork

Habit: transvestite (high school)

Favorite person: Aunt (formerly Liu Lu)

Ex-boyfriend: Eve, Dj Yan.

Friend: Wenny.

Child: Jiang Mo (adoption)

The boy who came back from the United States, a homosexual, began to like landing ocean currents, and the purpose of returning home was to defeat Dj Yan. Freshman thought he was a girl and fell in love with him. Later, when I learned that it was a boy, I turned to hate each other. Later, after many things, they became lovers and finally went to Dayi. The new version of Fan Waili mentioned that my aunt and I agreed that if I still love each other when I am old, I will accompany her for life. (Because two people each adopted a little boy, and the little boy happened to be a pair of brothers. They reached this agreement after meeting at an art exhibition in Dj Yan. Eight years of brotherhood. )

Abstract in the book:

①

Class background-overseas Chinese returning from the United States. Aheng looked at the tall girl on the podium, almost fascinated. She has never seen such a beautiful girl. She couldn't describe the girl's appearance, just looked at her and thought of magnets in a very meaningless way. Aheng looked at everyone's eyes and knew that they, like her, had become small nails and were sucked on this stone. However, compared with seeing Dj Yan, she felt as if something was missing. "I'm rosemary. I just got back from America. Please call me rosemary. " The girl grinned, her eyebrows were like roses, charming, deep and noble. The shredded pork is beautiful ... Ah Heng sweated slightly and rolled his eyes subconsciously. The expected ... two teenagers in the back are red-eyed. "Beauty, beauty, wow, beauty ..." "Shredded pork, hey hey, shredded pork, hey hey ..." Ah Heng's mouth twitched and looked up again, only to see the girl standing in front of her eyes, with a rose silk scarf around her neck, bright and dazzling, and her head slightly lowered. "May I sit here?" Rosemary smiled, and the radian of her lips was bright. Aheng nodded and quietly watched her wait for a while. This girl is really tall ... A Heng visually observed that the girl is about 1.8 meters tall, with straight and long legs and a standard model figure. Mary Xiu Xiu sat in her seat and spoke angrily, her voice hoarse and low, but ... it was nice-"Your name?" "Wenny." Aheng smiled.

②

Dj Yan has been moping. At noon, he threw out a sentence-"Rosemary, do you have a boyfriend?" Rosemary was startled and shook her head. Dj Yan raised an eyebrow-"what do you think of me, worthy of you? Eve Ahern was confused at that time. Rosemary-"Dj Yan, are you kidding?" Dj Yan glanced at her lightly-"I never joke about this. Rosemary raised her eyes with rose-like indifference-"Dj Yan, are you sure I will promise you?" Dj Yan's lip angle is relaxed, and his eyes are bright and shallow. He shrugs-"What do you say? Rosemary chuckled—"Well, I don't care." [4] Nickname: Sunbird

Grandpa: Sun Gong.

Favorite person: Dj Yan.

Hobbies: Pinch Dj Yan's face

Friends: Vince Hall, Dj Yan, Eve, Liu Liu.

Goal: Crush the land flow.

Abstract in the book:

①

I told him that the earth can hear people's wishes. You just need to say a lot, say a lot, and one day, it will realize your wish.

He said, damn it, if you can, can you please send this ball back to my baby?

I thought about it, smiled, pinched his face and agreed.

②

I told him that the earth has satisfied your wish, Dj Yan.

I called his name, never a day like today, so calm and so gentle.

You have been reading the same book since I first met you.

She asked what the title was.

I turned over the title page. Oh, I love you.

The topic is, I love you.

You will never know. I love you.