Gentle and distant little mute/Sunny and lively little sun
August 19, 2024
Doctor: "You can live for half a year."
Yan Chu: "What!? I don't believe it! My fate is up to me and not God!"
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"Xu Yanshen, you have a dimple on your right cheek when you smile! And there is a small mole in the dimple."
The girl's face was very close to his, and her breath sprayed on her face. The boy turned his head and stopped looking at her, but his red ears and racing heart had already given him away.
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The person couldn't open his eyes under the glare of the incandescent lamp. Yanchu was lying on the hospital bed, his face pale and haggard, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
"Don't cry."
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"Xu Yanshen."
"Slowly forget about me... Okay."
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No one dislikes sunshine, and she is the sun.
