190 Chapter 189 of “Quick Wear: A Delicate Flower Is Hard to Grow (H)”

Gold Medal Screenwriter x Wen Run Best Actor (21)

Jiang Zichen’s smile was as warm as the rising sun, his eyes were gentle, and his angular face softened in an instant.

Even though the hostess was already prepared, she couldn’t help but feel envious when Jiang Zichen answered.

Su Qing was really happy.

“Did you and screenwriter Su Qing fall in love at first sight on the set?” She was a little curious.

Jiang Zichen denied: “No, we knew each other before.”

The female host’s eyes widened slightly and she quickly said: “Then you are…”

“We were classmates in high school, and she was my first love.” Jiang Zichen’s attitude towards this relationship formed a completely different contrast with his personality. He would not conceal it or hide it.

“I’m very grateful to everyone for supporting us together. She is a somewhat sensitive person. She is very happy to see everyone’s support.”

“Brother Jiang, you are surprisingly frank.” The female host sighed.

In this interview, she felt like she had no sense of existence. Jiang Zichen explained all the things that concerned her most.

“Because she is the person I believe I want to leave for the rest of my life.” Jiang Zichen raised his head and looked at the camera, “The relationship will be with one person for the rest of my life, so I have to keep going.”

“I have missed it for many years, and I don’t want to miss it. If there is such a feeling in front of you, just grab it. Some regrets will last a lifetime.”

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Jiang Zichen may have said all the love words he could say in his life. After recording the entire interview, he found that nothing was unimportant.

If people with experience read it, they will definitely think of the love they missed.

People who have never experienced it will look forward to having such a beloved person in the future.

If people who are going through this read it, they will think about how to protect such fragile feelings.

After everything was taken care of, it was late at night as expected.Jiang Zichen completely handed over his work. He wanted to take Liu Suqing home and take her to travel around the world to see all the beauty in the world.

Under the tired brows, there are raised corners of the mouth.

Opening the door, Jiang Zichen looked at the dark room. Suddenly, a hug hugged him from behind.

He smiled: “How long have you been waiting at the door?”

Liu Suqing’s tone was a little hoarse: “Zichen, happy birthday, happy eighth anniversary.”

In the darkness, the thin clothes could not block the warmth of each other’s bodies.Jiang Zichen slowly turned around and hugged her: “My dear, happy eighth anniversary.”

Liu Suqing raised her head, stood on tiptoes, and kissed his thin lips: “I love you.”