Let's count your fingers to see if you love me or not. "Pinching the soft flesh ball on his palm, I narrowed my eyes happily and counted, "You love me, you don't love me, you love me, you don't love me. "
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"You love me. "Oh, take a breath. Slowly touch his last finger.
"You don't love me. "
Ten fingers, five chances to love, five chances not to love.
If there is no love in the beginning, it will definitely be love.
If it starts with love, it will definitely end with no love.