
Not This Kind of Love for You
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"Will you be happy if I die?" His tone became depressed. Looking at his somewhat injured expression, An Liu's body trembled, and he wanted to open his mouth to say something, but he couldn't find anything to say in reply, right? Isn't this what I want? In fact, for a moment, Anliu really thought about it. She bit her lip and finally fell silent. Ling Mo pointed at her heart, "There has never been a place for me here. Even if it's just him, he's a thousand times more important than me." An Liu looked at him blankly, as if she felt the pain between his brows and eyes, and her own heart was throbbing. "Anliu, remember, no one in this world will do such harm to you, because it was you who crushed his heart with your own hands." The coldness of the ice and snow occupied his dark eyes, Ling Mo pushed her to the wall, and Anliu struggled unbearably against the cold tiles behind him. --The plot is fictitious, please do not imitate it.
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