Yiran doesn't like sunny days.
To be precise, she didn't like Youfeng Yiran's sunny days.
Yiran said, Feng Yiran, don't be too nice to me. Your kindness is like a glass of cold water to me. After drinking it, it turns into hot tears, and I don't like to shed tears.
Yiran said, don't let your sunshine bloom in my dark place, it's very annoying.
Yiran said, happiness to me is like the matches struck by the little match seller. It is both short-lived and desperate.
Yiran said that grandma said that if you like it, you should fight for it, just in case it really belongs to your sunshine.
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