"Chen Qingzhe, when will you write a song for me?"
Later, someone asked Tong Li about her sexual orientation, and Tong Li would show everyone her screensaver: "My sexual orientation is Chen Qingzhe."
Chen Qingzhe, who was 20 years old at the time, thought he was being followed by a pervert.
After singing in the speakeasy, she received a rose almost every day, along with a few love poems. From London to Huizhou, it never stops.
The gaze behind her wrapped around her like a poisonous snake. Chen Qingzhe took Tong Li's arm and said, "Li Li, let me take you back to bed."
Tong Li buried her head in Chen Qingzhe's chest, her eyes wet: "Senior, I'm a little scared." She said as thousands of candid photos rolled through her mind.
Oh, she hasn't given Chen Qingzhe any roses today.
Even more aggrieved.
Chen Qingzhe hurriedly wiped her tears.
Later, Chen Qingzhe gritted his teeth and said, "You can't stop crying, can you?"
Tong Li held her wrist and shed tears on Chen Qingzhe's chest: "Senior sister, you hurt me..."
How else could it hurt? Isn't it enough that her whole body was almost torn apart from the middle?
#CrazyHanCrybao attacks Tongli in the next year
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