"He Lin, we are just good friends. Isn't it good to be friends?"
He Lin, who was holding flowers in his hand, felt bitter in his heart when he heard the answer from his deskmate, whom he had a crush on for three years.
When he got drunk late at night, he unexpectedly saved a girl on the roadside.
Unexpectedly, the gears of fate turned.
"If you like a flower, pick it off."
Listening to a certain master's chicken soup for the soul, He Lin drank half a bottle of Niulanshan and prepared to have another inner struggle.
Bai Yueguang? No, Bai Yueguang is not as fragrant as her sister.
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I've been enjoying reading novels of this type recently, please come on, author!