Yin Xiao likes Mi Xiu.
And people all over the world understand that wishful thinking is a kind of trouble. She spent her entire youth worrying about it.
I don't know if seven years is enough for her to say those three words. I love you.
When he was a teenager, Mi Xiu was the first in his grade. Coupled with his good looks and good tutoring, Mi Xiu became a popular figure in C, while Yin Xiao, a teenager, made a bold confession.
She said: "I like you, I will definitely catch up with you."
But Mi Xiu replied: "You have this time, why don't you find something else to do?" "If you don't like me anymore, I will find it very troublesome."
In his twenties, Mi Xiu was a young talent praised by everyone in C City, as dazzling as before, but Yin Xiao, who was in his twenties, still could not forget him.
Yin Xiao asked him: "I have liked you for seven years, but you still don't like me? Even if I have been by your side and followed every step of the way, is it impossible for you to like me?" "If I leave one day, will you miss me?"
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This is a youthful past event, but after experiencing it, only sighs and sighs remain.
But loving this thing takes a lifetime to accomplish.