OuChen: when he was young, he began to like XiaMo, but at that time, he is still too overbearing, selfish to do not know how to love XiaMo, just circling the XiaMo; after the re-encounter, slowly learn to love a person should try to make each other happy, should let go, let go, which is also the reason why later can hold XiaMo back
LuoXi: all said that XiaMo is happy, should let go. Learned, love a person should try to make each other happy, the let go on letting go, this is also the later can hold XiaMo returned to the reason it
Luoxi: all say he and XiaMo is the same person, the same to anyone is very polite, courteous, but in fact, to give people a sense of distance, he likes XiaMo is because XiaMo can see through him, but can warm him, but we all say that the object of the love is the best to complement each other, so thick, XiaMo ultimately did not have a chance to get to the bottom, he said that the object of the love is best to be able to complement each other. So thick, Xia Mo finally did not get together with him
Name: Yin Xia Mo
Age: 15 in the first part, 22 in the ending
Appearance: In the sunshine, that girl has a seaweed thick long hair, slightly curled, eyes like seawater, her skin is very white, it is ivory color, the whole person looks lazy and light. She was smiling while her eyes were incredibly pale.
White face, light-colored eyebrows, straight nose, light red lips, and her light and quiet eyes as if with the ocean like deep bottomless feelings. (Summer of Foam Ⅰ)
She was in a white jacket and jeans, refreshingly not powder, seaweed-like thick long hair so that she has a kind of innocent and charming atmosphere.
The girl a pure white strapless dress, beautiful collarbone hidden, skirt material white as if transparent, slightly reflective, like angel wings, but not at all exposed. The hemline of the skirt is from low to high arc, elegant slightly fluffy up, revealing the young girl's pair of jade-like white slender legs, the skirt corner of the slowest stars of diamonds, like countless beautiful morning dew. The young girl's seaweed-like long hair was scattered on her shoulders. Her forehead with a forehead ornament, fine white gold chain makes the slightly curled long hair looks pure and beautiful, brow hanging a diamond, beautiful and unusual, radiant, the light seems to be alive, like the moon to make people marvel. And the young girl's eyes were as light and quiet as the sea. Surprisingly, the diamond in the center of the eyebrow did not take away the slightest bit of luster, she is as beautiful as the princess in the exotic legend, mysterious and pure, one would like to hold all the beautiful things in the world at her feet, just to win her a faint smile. (Summer of Bubbles Ⅱ)
All the people looked over, the sunlight shone through the glass window on the girl in the navy blue princess dress, she looked calm and walked onto the stage of the audition. The camera was focused on her figure, and her white face appeared on the LCD screen in front of various senior executives, Ou Chen slowly raised his head, and he looked over at her. But she quietly looked ahead, seaweed-like thick long hair, amber-colored pupils of the eyes, a short princess dress, white and long legs, beautiful as the elves in the ocean.
The bright singing voice broke through the air, the beauty of the tone is enough to call for people to stop breathing, without any musical accompaniment, the melody of the song is so beautiful, beautiful, somewhat like the scenery in the fairy tale. The song is sweet and happy, Yin XiaMo's smile is warm and gentle, and her eyes are full of deep feelings like the sea. Her singing voice was like a refreshing sea breeze, the sea rippled with brilliant sunlight, a fine golden light.
The beach in the early morning.
A light blue chiffon dress in Greek style, a string of pearls around her neck, her hair was long and beautifully curled like seaweed scattered around her waist. She didn't have too much grooming, nor did she apply a lot of lipstick like other actresses, just a simple dress but lined her skin like condensed fat, eyes like morning stars (Foam Summer Ⅲ )
Name:Ou Chen
Age:18 at the time of the first part, 27 in the ending
Appearance:A handsome teenager stepped out of a helicopter, he had a handsome slender body with his face wearing an aviator's helmet and sunglasses, his jawline European aristocratic and proud, his shoulder length black hair tied back with a black ribbon.
The boy was as handsome and arrogant as Apollo, the god of the sun.
The emerald light shone from under his eyes.
Black arrogant eyes.
Face noble and indifferent, he is as handsome as the cold sun god. As time passes, he is as arrogant as before, but twice as cold.
Name:Luo Xi
Age:16 in the first part, 23 in the ending
Appearance:That teenager has an enchanting mist under his eyes.
The teenager was sitting under a blooming cherry blossom tree, his hair was black jade with a faint luster, and the skin around his neck was as delicate as beautiful porcelain.
His skin was as beautiful as the cherry blossoms in the courtyard, his eyes were like black onyx, his black hair had a silky luster, and his shirt, though a bit worn, still had a princely reserve on him.
His crystal fingertips dial out of the music, his charming voice sings those songs, his black hair by the morning golden sunshine shines out of the soft luster, his cherry blossom like beautiful skin, his gentle and beautiful lips, and even his wind with the corners of the coat, white cotton socks, are beautiful and thrilling. (Summer of Foam Ⅰ)
Fresh sea breeze, Luo Xi walked on the deck, he was wearing a classical nostalgic style of white shirt, chest and cuffs have overlapping gorgeous white lace, handsome and peerless, the chest at the slight unlocking of a pearl buttons, meticulous skin, such as porcelain, in the silk sunshine illumination, through the infinite sexy reverie, so that the people look like a drunken dizzy spellbound.
His beautiful face, light blue fine grid shirt, wrist loosely pulled up, simple and slightly flamboyant, but also a few minutes of indescribable sexiness, just like after attending the luxury dinner party just after the tuxedo casually thrown away the prince.
In the starlight of the light as mist, beautiful as cherry blossom lips, meticulous as the skin of the beautiful porcelain, rocking chair, he looked at the paper serenely, as if in Greek mythology, looking at the daffodil death of the beautiful young man.