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[I haven't had sex in a long time, I'm a bit rusty]
[It is forbidden to copy or steal, the main reason is that the writing is so bad that it looks like black history. I plan to delete it and rewrite it. Please read it and cherish it]
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At the end of the road, Shen Wunian made a major decision---donating organs.
His congenital heart disease was a lifelong fetter.
It makes his life worse than death, he doesn't want to live anymore, he doesn't want to do this anymore.
He wants more people to live...
In other words,
He wants his lover to live...
He said, "You have done so much for me, I should repay you."
If you love someone, you must let go in time.
………
But Mo Ounan didn't want to let go.
He won't let go either.
He has been looking for him for so long, and if he doesn't love him properly, he will not and cannot let go.
Shen Wunian was willing to give up himself in exchange for Mo Ounan's life.
But Mo Ounan didn't want to.
Shen Wunian felt that there was no care in the world, so God brought care to him.
Chen Wunian was trapped in himself, and fate told him the truth about the world.
It turns out that the end of the world is another world.
[This book is also called "My White Moonlight's White Moonlight's White Moonlight Is Myself?" ! "After our reunion, Brother Mensao has evil intentions towards me?" ! "I treat you as a brother, and you have a secret love for literature with me?" ! Welcome to watch
he, he, he
He is as cold as the moon, he is as flamboyant as the sun
The moon is pulled up from the darkness by the sun
mutual redemption
Love is like seeing each other too late.
I'm addicted to light
I'm here for you
Cool Moon×Hot Sun
Warning: It's super slow and will get sweeter later on. Tonic was dismissed because of the lackluster first few chapters. I really have no choice. (Please give this column some attention, it will make you happy for a long time. Thank you, little angels)
Concept: Love is like meeting someone late.
