一她叫素,北方人,那年正好十九岁,在那个青涩、懵懂的花季里,她遇上了他。那个时候,她正上大一,喜欢文字。她就像一只敞口的水晶瓶子,盛着一汪清水,只一眼便能洞穿她的心底,她漂亮,活泼,纯真,有着五颜六色的梦。他叫枫,那年他三十八岁,在南方一个城市打工,在那个男人四十一枝花的年龄里,他,刚劲而沉稳,深邃而敏锐。枫从事IT行业,在一家外企做主管,他有一份好的工作。那时候,他的妻子跟别人跑了,他带着十岁的儿子,相依为命。枫也是一个喜欢文字的人,在他的QQ空间里,枫 One she called prime, northerners, that year was just nineteen years old, in that Sentimental, ignorant of the season, she met him. At that time, she was freshman, like the text. She is like an open crystal bottle, filled with water, only one can penetrate her heart, she is beautiful, lively, pure, with colorful dreams. He was called Feng, who was thirty-eight years old when he was working in a city in the south. In the age of forty-one flowers of the man, he was strong and steady, profound and sharp. Maple engaged in the IT industry, in charge of a foreign company, he has a good job. At that time, his wife ran with others, he took ten-year-old son, each dependent. Maple is also a person who likes writing, in his QQ space, Maple