Those Years When the Wronged Loved Me
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My tears started to fall, soaking the paper. My handwriting was so big and deep that I fainted. The paper was also spent, and my grievances doubled. He looked up and saw me crying, my mouth trembling. I guess he was saying in his heart, 'I can't afford it! ' He immediately came over and wiped my tears with his face in his hands. "What happened to our Yuzu? How many little pearls did we lose tonight?" His gentle voice really comforted me. "I... I don't know how to write... Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooww......" I tried and started crying again. She grabbed his collar and cried in a broken state, her tears and snot getting all over Gu Qingchuan's clothes. Gu Qingchuan didn't mind that moment either, so he just comforted me and reassured me. After I was comforted by my true emotions, Gu Qingchuan took a small warm towel and washed my face. "It's time to go to sleep. Don't hide under the quilt and cry alone. If you want to cry, come and see if I can hear you." Gu Qingchuan's voice was like a breeze at that time, really soothing my frightened heart. I was raised by him like a waste, and then he took the first step and didn't tell me. God knows how wronged I was. But, it was none other than him.
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