
Whose Boy Are You?
by One Word Speaks A Thousand Cities
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"I seem to like you quite a bit." "I know, the kind of love you have for a friend. Thank you." Her answer was polite and distant. If I hadn't just seen another girl hugging him and talking and laughing, maybe I would have really believed his lies. The boy doesn't have a high IQ, but he can still tell that this is rejecting him. He eased the condensed air awkwardly, "Yes, friendship lasts longer than love." Just such a sentence made him struggle in a pool of blood to reach out to her with a bloody hand, but he regretted it too much. In the endless darkness, he silently vowed that if he could meet her again in this life, he would never regard friendship as a reason for cowardice, in exchange for a long-lasting peace with her.
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