
Weiming 3:30 in the Morning
by He Yanwu
About This Novel
Ten years ago, she was a reckless and innocent girl, ignorant and fearless; he was a rebellious and cold young man, so affectionate. You said that at the end of the fairy tale, the prince took the princess and lived happily together. In the past ten years, we have been close to each other, but in the end we still drifted apart. "I've always wanted to ask you a question." She raised her head and raised the corners of her mouth slightly. The lights scattered into her eyes, twinkling like countless stars. "Why did you let go of my hand at that time?" He stared at her blankly, his eyes dark and dark, but at the end was an indescribable confusion. "That's all," she smiled softly, "I'm just crazy." Some people are destined not to be friends in this life. As fate would have it, a complete defeat. Then, goodbye.
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