Xia Lingchu's heart twitched for a few times. It's not that he never had girlfriends, and he took every one of them seriously. However, with the attitude of "if we get along, we'll break up," he felt that feelings were just an exchange between you and me. The so-called dry wood, fierce fire, earth shattering, heartbreaking, heartbreaking, heartbreaking, and lung-breaking were probably just laughs. Until she met Luo Xiaoyan, she gradually let herself have more emotions that she had never had before, such as surprise, confusion, helplessness, and depression. Seeing her intentions for another man and seeing the tears she shed for him, Xia Lingchu knew that he now had another emotion called heartache.
In the past, he carried her on his back and walked under the starlight in the sky. She gently leaned her head on his back, and he held her legs tightly with his hands. His steps were steady and firm, and his breathing was in his ears. But later, he left after all. Now, she is back here again, but where is he?
She always felt that she had been ruthlessly abandoned by him for no apparent reason. Just when she thought she was so lucky to have found someone who understood her as well as he did, that person told herself that everything was just wishful thinking on her part. She also tried countless possibilities and even excused him on countless nights. , Wondering if he did that to her because of his difficulties, but today, when she heard him say sorry, all the original entanglements and struggles no longer existed. She was no longer unwilling, no longer heartbroken, as if she suddenly had an epiphany that traveled through youth: What we want to preserve is beauty.
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