(Urban daily life essay, slow heat)
It might look a little dull.
Love should be spoken loudly, not hidden.
Mother Translation+Wulin+Abuse+Perfect
"How many things are you hiding from me?"
"I just don't want to drag you down."
"Just because you don't want to be a drag, can you let me go through all the suspicions and grievances alone?"
"I have no excuse."
"Mother translation, let's stop here."
"Can't you wait for me?"
"I can't wait any longer. It's never my turn to share your difficulties."
"I've always only liked you, Wu Lin."
"But this love has left me covered in scars."
Reunited many years later, his voice was hoarse: "Can you give me another chance?"
She responded softly with red eyes: "Okay."
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