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[Lively, cheerful, slow Qingmei x Caring Daddy's Bamboo Horse]
1.
Yan Sinian and Yan Nian have been childhood sweethearts for fifteen years, and everyone around them is using their CP.
She fights with Yan Nian.
Others: Is this a fight between young lovers?
She used Yan Nian's cell phone to make a fool of herself.
Others: Stop showing off your affection!
She and Yan Nian made an official announcement.
Others: Are you just together? !
2.
Yan Nian always knew that Yan Nian was good to her, but she never thought about falling in love with Yan Nian.
Friends are just friends, how can they become lovers?
It wasn't until the rumors about the art festival and the distance between classes in the second grade of high school made Yan Sinian realize that the end of habits is heartbeat.
After confessing his love, the response he received was a dodge in his eyes and body.
She said that the rumors that Yan Nian liked her were untrue and that everything was her imagination!
If he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it, and she should ignore him.
Who would have thought that one day after the Cold War, Yan Nian would stand in front of her and bend down for her again: "Yan Sinian, everyone has been eating fake candy, how about we give it the real thing once?"
3.
Yan Nian liked her smile, her fuss, her instructions and her unconscious little coquettishness.
It has become his instinct to be kind to Yan Sinian.
Later, Yan Sinian asked him: "If I never wake up, do you plan to always be my friend?"
"Yes."
I am willing to be your knight as a friend.
If you are willing, I will love you forever,
If you don't want to, I will miss you forever.
——"Loving you is like loving life"
Secret love is the chaos of one person, and love is the ruin of two people.
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Intention: I will be yours for the rest of my life
