Sometimes, what you think is vigorous is not as simple and sincere as ordinary.
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In the eyes of their friends, Fang Mu and Guan Mocheng were undoubtedly a match made in heaven.
Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts.
Fang Mu is sunny and cheerful, Guan Mocheng is calm and calm.
A match made in heaven.
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Fang Mu: I like literature, you know?
Guan Mocheng: I know (especially Tagore's "New Moon Collection")
Fang Mu: I like maple leaves, do you know?
Guan Mocheng: I know (when you were a child, the bookmarks of every book you read were maple leaves)
Fang Mu: The place I want to go to most is Paris, France, do you know?
Guan Mocheng: I know (it's a romantic city, you've been yearning for it since you were a child)
Fang Mu (angry): How come you know everything!
Guan Mocheng smiled and said nothing.
Fang Mu: I like you, do you know?
Guan Mocheng: I know. But I don't like you.
Fang Mu (feeling cold)
Guan Mocheng stepped forward, kissed her softly, and whispered in her ear: I love you (and it went deep into her bones)
Some memories cannot be forgotten, let alone let go. The missed flower season, the green years will never come back again
To put it simply, it is the long road of a scheming man to seduce his wife...
This article is HE, 1 to 1, a pet article, with tears, laughter, and outrageous moments (╭(╯^╰)╮No one will read it if it's not outrageous). The whole text is still warm-hearted.