When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.
Although lovesickness is endless, the stars and the moon will always meet.
Seven years ago, He Yi accidentally lost her moon.
Seven years later, Xu Qinghui picked the brightest star with his own hands.
From then on, the haze dissipated and the stars and the moon shined together.
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The statue of the man behind him stood there as usual until He Yi's decisive back completely disappeared from sight. History reappeared, and he didn't hate himself for not having self-respect, but regretted that even if it reappeared, he still didn't get a good ending.
He was such a good boy, so good that He Yi couldn't bear to taint him with his miserable life, so good that he deserved all the beauty in the world, so good that He Yi felt inferior for the first time.
I hope we can always be together,
If not, then I hope,
You're better off than me.
He Yi couldn't help but write the last sentence.
If I can't have you, then I am willing to give you all my happiness.
Xu Qinghui looked at the profile of He Yi's face. He was very poor in Chinese, but at this moment, the sentence from the textbook came to mind: There are not many truths in this world, and a woman's blush is worth more than a long dialogue.
This was the first time he experienced the beauty of Chinese language.
Yes, can you understand, I am the flower in the quagmire, and you are the bright white moon in the night sky. I tried my best to grow towards you, but in the end I found that I couldn't get out of the quagmire. The worse result was that the purity of the moon was polluted.
Everything was like a wishful dream. It turned out that it was just a one-man show on his part. Everything came to an abrupt end the moment he stepped into the car.
The obedient woman in front of him was like a prey born for him. She couldn't run or struggle. She only needed a little temptation from him and she would willingly fall into his trap.
The overly gorgeous city, the brightly lit night, the single-minded pursuit, lovers, it turns out that they can finally get married.
He Yi opened his eyes wide and looked at the straightforward picture text: I have a wife.
It can be seen that Xu Qinghui's Chinese language has not improved at all over the years.
Xu Qinghui noticed He Yi's smile, closed his eyes and asked proudly, "How is it? Does my photo look good?"
He Yi touched his furry head and said, "It's good-looking, but it's too immodest. It's embarrassing."
The moon is temporarily dark, but the stars are always bright.
Stay until the moon comes back, and the three to five will be full and full.
The statue of the man behind him stood there as usual until He Yi's decisive back completely disappeared from sight. History reappeared, and he didn't hate himself for not having self-respect, but regretted that even if it reappeared, he still didn't get a good ending. He was such a good boy, so good that He Yi couldn't bear to taint him with his miserable life, so good that he deserved all the beauty in the world, so good that He Yi felt inferior for the first time. I hope we can always be together, If not, then I hope, You're better off than me. He Yi couldn't help but write the last sentence. If I can't have you, then I am willing to give you all my happiness. Xu Qinghui looked at the profile of He Yi's face. He was very poor in Chinese, but at this moment, the sentence from the textbook came to mind: There are not many truths in this world, and a woman's blush is worth more than a long dialogue. This was the first time he experienced the beauty of Chinese language. Yes, can you understand, I am the flower in the quagmire, and you are the bright white moon in the night sky. I tried my best to grow towards you, but in the end I found that I couldn't get out of the quagmire. The worse result was that the purity of the moon was polluted. Everything was like a wishful dream. It turned out that it was just a one-man show on his part. Everything came to an abrupt end the moment he stepped into the car. The obedient woman in front of him was like a prey born for him. She couldn't run or struggle. She only needed a little temptation from him and she would willingly fall into his trap. The overly gorgeous city, the brightly lit night, the single-minded pursuit, lovers, it turns out that they can finally get married. He Yi opened his eyes wide and looked at the straightforward picture text: I have a wife. It can be seen that Xu Qinghui's Chinese language has not improved at all over the years. Xu Qinghui noticed He Yi's smile, closed his eyes and asked proudly, "How is it? Does my photo look good?" He Yi touched his furry head and said, "It's good-looking, but it's too immodest. It's embarrassing." The moon is temporarily dark, but the stars are always bright. Stay until the moon comes back, and the three to five will be full and full.