I began to understand Qian'er gradually. It wasn't that she didn't want to wait for me, it was time and distance that pushed our fate to the abyss. When I complained about her, I didn't think about how disgusting I was. The strong Cliff still longs for someone who can take care of her, let alone Qian'er. She would cry to me for a long time when she encountered a slight setback. She was a little girl as soft as water from the outside to the heart. When the little brat showed her great affection, she was like a drowning child grabbing a waterweed. I was powerless to save her, let alone take the waterweed from her hand.
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