"Wei, I think I like Lu Qinghe." The girl who spoke had shoulder-length short hair. She was neat and tidy, but it was different from her personality. Coco is a gentle and quiet child. ?
"Oh..." Xia Wei, with long hair, bit into the lollipop in her mouth. The sour orange flavor immediately filled her mouth, and there was an unexplainable feeling fermenting in her heart. ?
Xia Wei and Ye Keke have known each other since they were very young. They are the only girls of the same age in the compound. Before the age of eight, Xia Wei was cold and withdrawn, like an insecure little beast. She was always vigilant and looked at everyone with suspicion with her big round eyes. Everything changed when eight-year-old Xia Wei met eight-year-old Ye Keke. At that time, Xia Wei had just experienced an unimaginable nightmare. The blood type written in the physical examination report sent home by the school was neither her mother's nor her father's. After the father and mother argued to no avail, he finally strangled his mother to death with his wrong hand when he was extremely angry, and was sent to a lunatic asylum after almost killing her. Eight-year-old Xiao Xia Wei and her grandmother moved to the current compound, and then met Coco. The white and tender little hand stretched out in front of her, "Hello, my name is Ye Keke, I am eight years old this year, let's be very, very good friends from now on." Xia Wei looked at the girl in front of her, who was the same age as her, but had a brightness that she did not have. After just a moment of hesitation, Xia Wei reached out and held the girl's hand. "Xia Wei."
"Keke, how much do you like Lu Qinghe?"?
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