Peach Blossom Knows What I Want
About This Novel
The healing diva has nowhere to escape and writes about sweet love again, the jealous top student VS the cute girl, the iceberg VS the joy, teasing VS being teased, the awkward CP starts the sweet mode on campus! When the peach blossoms were in full bloom, we met and started a love as brilliant as the peach blossoms. In her sophomore year, she began a love affair as bright as a peach blossom. However, no matter how sweet love is, it is still no match for the changes in the world. The person who was as perfect as the one in the book, who once loved her, cruelly destroyed her world. After an unexpected reunion many years later, the man suddenly changed. He was no longer the proud and handsome boy in his memory. Those peach blossom eyes were once so brilliant and bright, but now they are sharp and sharp. When love suddenly disappears and memories roll around, what I fear most is hearing news from you. What was hidden in the parting that year?
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I've read Chapter 7 and I don't know what to write.
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Love in college is like a colorful bubble under the sun's rays, charming and fragile, but it makes people yearn for it. One day, when the suffering of reality bursts the bubble, we can only polish the stubborn stone of love repeatedly, little by little, to make it rounded, shiny, and no longer fragile and fragile. This is our love, a love that compromises with reality.
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I've read Chapter 7 and I don't know what to write.
Very warm little article
Love in college is like a colorful bubble under the sun's rays, charming and fragile, but it makes people yearn for it. One day, when the suffering of reality bursts the bubble, we can only polish the stubborn stone of love repeatedly, little by little, to make it rounded, shiny, and no longer fragile and fragile. This is our love, a love that compromises with reality.
I always vaguely read Zhang Ailing's writing habits
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