A gust of breeze blew, blowing the dead leaves on the tree, but not moving his heart.
"Little one, I can't stay with you anymore."
The lock on my heart has long been unlocked, and I am vulnerable to a blow. It is swaying from side to side with the wind.
"I**, I'd come back if I could."
My heart dropped and was broken to the ground
Unwilling to give in, he picked it up and put it together
"Yan Yilin, you don't need to come back."
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"I'll find you."
After I find you, I will continue to like you
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
