Classmates, stop chasing me. The freshman beauty is my girlfriend.

Jiang Yuan carefully read the comments and found that many people were saying that the "Flower Sea Male Lead" was a super rich second generation.

The license plate of the Bentley was the private car of the top rich man in Xingcheng.

"So that wasn't the car rented by Sen Sen? Is his father a private entrepreneur?"

In a trance, Jiang Yuan remembered the hotel she stayed in on the first night in Xingcheng.

She located Xingcheng and searched for the name of the hotel. The expensive price made her eyes widen.

"At that time, I was really overwhelmed by the joy of love..."

Jiang Yuan fell into silence.

She was just a girl from an ordinary family.

She had been to Lin Senmu's mother's house and felt very comfortable. The family there was similar to her own.

But Lin Senmu's father's side, just the car that symbolized wealth, made her heart heavy.

Her boyfriend was a real rich second generation.

After knowing this news, Jiang Yuan unexpectedly did not show joy, but only strong hesitation and inferiority.

She regarded Lin Senmu as a treasure, filling her heart with it.

Thinking closer, she and Lin Senmu still didn't break up after graduating from college.

Thinking further, she and Lin Senmu would work together after graduation, save money together, and buy a small home for the two of them in installments.

But these imaginations are based on two corresponding situations.

Jiang Yuan's dream is to be a music teacher or a dance teacher, and live a simple life with her lover.

But now the person she loves has a family background that the public can't reach.

People who take a relationship seriously are very sober.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but think carefully, "For people in a family like Sen Sen, will love be love? Marriage is marriage?"

"Will his parents pay attention to the matching of family status?"

...

Lin Senmu saw that Jiang Yuan replied to the kiss and hug, but he didn't reply to the flower sea video, and didn't send a WeChat message.

Thinking of the title of the video and the content of the comment area, he had a bad feeling.

Lin Senmu quickly played a video to Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan hesitated for a while, did not answer the video, and switched to voice answering.

"Baby."

Lin Senmu's voice was low.

Jiang Yuan was a little timid: "I'm here, Lin Senmu."

Hearing the alienated voice, Lin Senmu's heart ached.

"You didn't ask me about my family situation, so I didn't tell you. You can't deliberately show off, right?"

Lin Senmu used a joking tone to carefully test Jiang Yuan's thoughts, "Now that you know, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing."

Jiang Yuan was a little confused and didn't know how to get along with Lin Senmu next.

The car in her family seemed to have the logo of three shields. I heard from her father that it was more than 200,000.

The two families were so far apart, would there be a future?

"You haven't thought about anything yet?"

"I didn't think about anything, I'll hang up first."

The young heart can't withstand sudden waves.

Lin Senmu was just a teenager, and his eyes were red. "When we were separated, there was never a day when we didn't talk on the microphone..."

"Are you planning to stop being with me... right?"

"I..." Jiang Yuan opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Lin Senmu was full of bitterness: "I know what you are thinking. In fact, I am very fortunate and lucky that I was born in such a family."

"But I am not fortunate because I have no worries about food and clothing."

"What I am fortunate about is that I was born in such a family, and my love with you will not break up because of money."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan's heart trembled violently, but she still pursed her lips tightly.

Lin Senmu didn't get a response. He finished what he wanted to say and was speechless for a while.

As if he had lost all his strength, he fell on the bed with a bang, and two lines of crystal tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

"Uh..."

Lin Senmu's choking sound could no longer be suppressed.

"Don't cry, okay?"

Jiang Yuan was infected by the sadness, and covered her head with the quilt and cried with him.

"Yuan Yuan, are you really going to push me away?"

The heartache continued, and Lin Senmu spoke in pauses.

"Lin Senmu, why do you like me?"

Jiang Yuan bit her lips, her tone full of uncertainty.

Lin Senmu slowly closed his eyes, and Jiang Yuan appeared in front of him at different times.

Jiang Yuan in June met him.

Jiang Yuan in July fell in love with him.

Jiang Yuan in August, is she going to break up with him?

After a while, Lin Senmu replied: "You are very good, you can play the piano, but I can't."

"You are also very good to me, giving me some milk tea to drink and giving me gifts, I like them all, and..."

Why do you like it?

I just like you!

Silly!

Jiang YuanWhispered: "You can play guitar, and you are so good at studying. I am not as good as you say."

Lin Senmu was confused, "Does liking someone have anything to do with these?"

"I don't know."

Jiang Yuan was also confused.

Lin Senmu said faintly: "I think we are in love, and liking is liking, and it has nothing to do with any external factors!"

Jiang Yuan stammered: "But what if your family disagrees with us in the future?"

Lin Senmu noticed that his girlfriend's tone was loose, he sat up in a whoosh, and let go of some distant thoughts: "I have a bold idea, but it is immature and I dare not say it."

"You say it."

Jiang Yuan waited anxiously.

Lin Senmu didn't rush to say it, and confirmed the relationship first, "Are you still my baby?"

"Why are you like this? You say it quickly!"

Jiang Yuan didn't want to discuss these things now, just wanted to know what Lin Senmu could do.

Lin Senmu didn't care and continued to call his wife: "Baby, I suggest you get pregnant quietly and surprise everyone!"

"???"

The tears on Jiang Yuan's cheeks haven't dried yet, but her eyes are confused. What is Lin Senmu talking about? ? ?

Lin Senmu's face is covered with tears, but his expression is a little embarrassed. He looks so ugly now. He said: "I'm not talking nonsense, baby, my old Lin family respects women and has been passed down from generation to generation!"

"If we really do that, my grandfather and my father will definitely be so happy that they can't sleep!"

Jiang Yuan cried again, "You, you, you are still making fun of me at this time?"

Lin Senmu said no, "I'm putting my phone against my heart now, can you hear my sincerity to you?"

Jiang Yuan heard a slight heartbeat.

This slight heartbeat, entering her ears, seemed to be infinitely magnified, and she felt Lin Senmu's sincerity.

But thinking of Lin Senmu's identity, she still hesitated: "I see those rich second-generations on the Internet, they just play with girls like us..."

A cousin of Jiang Yuan who has a very good relationship with met a rich second-generation and thought he was a prince charming, but she had an abortion and was dumped for three to five years.

This made her very sensitive to similar situations.

"I'm not... I've suffered a lot too. My family was very poor when I was a child..."

"I also grew up in the countryside. I went to elementary school in the town. My father worked hard outside and my mother was also transferred to another town. Later, they went to Xingcheng to settle down and then took me in."

Lin Senmu is not arrogant at this age and in this family. He just received a stick education when he was a child.

The older generation uses this unscientific basis to think that they can produce filial sons.

It's really practical.

"I know, but Sen Sen, I really think I'm very ordinary..."

Jiang Yuan's fingertips turned white from pinching, wondering if she and him are a good match?

Lin Senmu said in a resounding voice, "Yuanyuan, you are the best in my eyes. I am also an ordinary person. Let's become excellent together in the future, okay?"

"I...I..."

Jiang Yuan didn't know what she was doing, and her heart was very confused.

Love is sweet, but love also has bitterness.

Relationships cannot be smooth sailing. Many times, because of a little thing, they are affected by emotions and get stuck in a dead end, which leads to a gradual distance.