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I still like you very much, like the wind that has traveled eight hundred miles, regardless of the date of return, like the cycle of the sun and the moon, regardless of the morning, I still like you very much, like the clouds drifting for ninety thousand miles, never resting, I still like you very much, like the stars smashing towards the earth. , I still like you very much until death, like the sunshine filling the world, gentle and comfortable, like the wind blowing in my heart, I still like you very much, like rain and wine falling in the tropics and the polar regions, thousands of miles away, I still like you very much, like The whale sinks at the bottom of the sea and breathes softly. I still like you very much, like the old city gate that I have waited for many years. I still like you very much. Like the whale that lacks oxygen in the deep sea of 6,400 meters, I still like you very much. I still like you very much, like a subject. Until the restoration of the dynasty is far away, I still like you very much. The willows are moving, the cicadas are chirping, and the sunset is ebbing. I can't help myself. I still like you very much. Like clouds drifting for ninety thousand miles, without rest, I still like you very much. Like the sun rising and setting, no matter day or night, I still like you. I like you very much, like the stars running through the dark night for hundreds of millions of years, without complaining, I still like you very much, like the spring rain falling for eight hundred miles, pattering like spring grass dyeing the green ridge, there is no doubt that I still like you, like a shrew scolding the street. , No matter what, I still like you very much, like the rain falling all night long on green emerald green flowers, Juanjuan does not hesitate, I still like you very much, like the rain falling in the plum rain season, endless, I still like you very much, like the smoke curling up a little, Tangli frying snow and falling rain, I still like you very much You are like a flying crow attached to a fish in the sea. It is difficult to decide whether to stay or go. I don't know why I still like you very much. Like a noisy secret. Even if I say a thousand words, I still like you very much. Like the begonia in the garden that falls and blooms again and again, I still like you very much. Like the sun and the moon taking turns. Alternately, regardless of day and night, I still like you very much, like layers of clouds condensed into phrases, bit by bit, I still like you very much, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, blurred by neon, I still like you very much, like the osmanthus leaves falling in the wind, rolling into mud, I still like you very much. I like you, like raindrops falling on the green moss and red mud, the softness disperses, I still like you very much, like the starlight falling into the eyes, a glance thousands of miles away, I still like you very much, like the last stroke of the hairpin head phoenix, I still like you very much when I am lovesick, like the spring night red I am dreaming without a breath, and I am afraid that I still like you very much. Like the bumps and convexities that catch the torrential rain. I still like you very much when it enters the channel. Like the clouds and smoke that turn into silken rain, all the tenderness and violence are given to you. I still like you very much, like a monk who has been wandering for too long. Despite all the difficulties, I still like you very much. Like the green leaves in spring and the sunshine in summer. Even if they are not as good as you, I still like you very much. Like thousands of piles of snow rolled up by the cliff, I still like you very much as the years pass by. Like the sky full of shooting stars falling to the ground and the wanton fireworks, I still like you very much. Like the waves hugging the reef again and again, I still like you very much with all my strength, like the fish returning to its homeland along the ocean current, I still like you very much when we meet by chance, like the wind whispering in my ears, my heart beats so much, I still like you very much, like Xiaxiaya ya A child learning to speak, I still like you very much even if my words don't convey my meaning. Like the chirping of a zither in the rain. Why don't I go back and I still like you very much. Like the uncontrollable babble in a dream. It's all about you. I still like you very much. It's like dressing up and waiting for a ten-year holiday. , I don't know, so I still like you very much, like longing for you like a river passing away, I still like you very much without stopping, like the cliff flattening and the whole forest regenerated, I still like you very much when you are in the shade of the tree, like yellow flowers piling up on the ground, I am an old friend thousands of miles away I still like you very much, like a lump in my throat, like sweet rice. I still like you very much, like the sea changes into the mulberry field, and the stars change. I still like you very much, like the yellowed bridge in the old story, half-deaf and half-dumb, I have lost my voice. I still like you very much, like Stars and waves are playing in the dark night for hundreds of millions of years. I still like you very much without complaining, just like the old opera excerpts in the old city. I still like you very much with gentle words, just like the overlord bids farewell to Yu Ji. I still like you very much if the situation has to be forced. Like the lonely star falling on the moon, I can't bear to abandon you. I still like you very much, like a quiet pear blossom, drifting away in the wind. I still like you very much, like Hongdou dimly, lovesickly. I still like you very much, like a spring swallow shears the rain, regardless of the wet clothes. I still like you very much, like the sand rising in the desert, no one asks me about it, like the rain falling on the lake, the heart-stopping friendship, the silent silence of Liao, I still like you very much, like the wine hidden in the winding alleys, the streets, I still like you very much, like the sound of music in the heart, the palace and the business angle. I still like you very much, just like the ancient green lantern Buddha in Shaolin Temple, I don't want to cross myself. I still like you very much, like a deer hiding in the deep forest standing alone, timid and looking forward to the end. I still like you very much, as obsessed as drinking poison to quench my thirst. No medicine can cure it. I still like you very much, like rain falling 70,000 meters from the sky, not afraid of turning into mud. I still like you very much, like the sunshine all over the city and the spring breeze ten miles away. I still like you very much, like a mulberry tree moving across the sea or a bridge planting in the north, out of season. I still like you very much, like a soldier riding alone, with enemies in all directions. I still like you very much. Du Ruo is old and defeated by Cha Mi. I still like you very much, just like the dead grass burns out and the wind rises again last night. I still like you very much, like a hermit drinking in the mist of the mountains and getting drunk with the afterglow at night, and my mood is as clean as a ray. I still like you very much, like a worm shaking a tree without overestimating its own abilities. I still like you very much, like a dream demon falling into a boundless dream, sleeping deeply and unable to wake up. I still like you very much, like sand in my eyes, tears like rain. I still like you very much, just like year after year, the weeds are meandering all over the mountains. I still like you very much, like a roc that rides on the wind for ninety thousand miles, and cannot rest on a tree. I still like you very much, just like grinding and dyeing plain clothes, enjoying the fragrance. I still like you very much, just like Jiuqing Shenglan, the heart is still in love, the west city sings and sings, the brocade lingers and the phoenix breathes. I still like you very much, like a silkworm willing to reel silk, regardless of life or death. I still like you very much, like the spring breeze ten miles away, not as good as you. I still like you very much, even if we never meet again in this life.

It feels like it's still a casual day at the beginning, but the more you write about it later, the more outrageous it becomes. Doesn't it mean that you can't have a harem? Suddenly he became a scumbag. I feel that stallion writing is better than this kind of scumbag who hangs on others ("). He says he doesn't hurt other people's hearts, but hangs on others and wastes other people's youthful years. Now he has hanged on 4 girls, one of whom is Wen Qian. It's really poisonous!!!

The book is okay and the writing is good, but there are a lot of emotional dramas and the current relationship between the two heroines is a bit contradictory. It's obvious that he has a bit of a crush on Su Yuqing because he found out that the protagonist was rich, and the article also said that the protagonist had thought about this, but chose to deceive himself and maintain a slightly ambiguous relationship. As for Yan Lu, she is too objective. From the description in the article, I believe anyone who is not a fool can see that Yan Lu treats "me" a little differently. According to the character shown in the previous description of Su Yuqing, at least he will not behave so coldly. Moreover, the author does not describe the psychological changes of the protagonist when he suddenly appears with a huge sum of money. Although the psychological changes are mentioned in the article, the author only describes the changes in life after gaining wealth, etc. The above is my thoughts after reading Chapter 37. . . That's what it should be called

It suits the taste very well, but the update is too slow. I am afraid that I will lose my enthusiasm after waiting for too long, and the taste will change after all.

I was in a book shortage, so I clicked on the title and read it. Unexpectedly, I couldn't stop. I really like this kind of daily light novel. How can I say it, it is very relaxing! Come on ^0^~--Little Bookworm

The writing is very to my liking, the characterization is also very good, and the protagonist's mentality is also very good. I hope that the protagonist will not be a stud in the future, and a single female protagonist is best.

As a bookworm for almost 10 years, I have read a lot of books, but rarely express my own opinions, because I feel like I just read it if I like it, and if I don't like it, I just laugh it off. There is no need to be irritated by the settings in the book. This is my first time to write a book review. This book gives me the feeling that the characters are very realistic and in line with the inner activities of ordinary people. Maybe we are used to the routines of many books, such as scumbags, scheming, green tea🍵 and so on. I have gradually forgotten what real life is like. What is even more commendable is that the author is a girl and can write such a book. I really admire it. In fact, the style of a book can reflect the author's character. I think the author should be a cheerful and lively person who likes a quiet pastoral life. I think many people may miss the carefreeness of childhood. We consider rural life that integrates with nature, but because we have no choice but to live in the steel forest, I still hope that all book friends can enjoy the happiness of inner abundance in their limited life

Do you think the biggest poisonous point about the protagonist later on is that the protagonist is so rich and even starts his own company? Do you still want to work in a company that is not your own? Couldn't the protagonist resign and go travel and have fun? Anyway, the system provides a lot of money for travel, and he still has to work in the original company. Is it possible that the hundreds of people mentioned later with a net worth of tens of billions are still working for others in that company? If this is the case, I say that I can't stand it, and I think the writing is pretty good.