
About This Novel
The first year of high school was the beginning of Zhou's nightmare. He met someone, he hurriedly wrote her into his words, hurriedly held her in his arms, and then hurriedly ran to see her. The scenery on the roadside was no longer attractive. It was time to say goodbye, but she didn't care. "Why do you love me?" Xu Rou asked. Mother Zhou said, "Because it's you." "Oh." Xu Rou replied. The dull wind blew for most of the summer, and they sat quietly in front of the window. I heard the chirping of the cicadas, heard the answers, and could no longer hear the heartbeats that accelerated for each other.
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