When Rong Jin was away, Lian An would buy a lot of White Rabbit toffee, as if the White Rabbit toffee were just like White Rabbit, so sweet that the aroma lingered between her lips and teeth. Lian An's preference for this feeling has made her almost sick, but she is willing to indulge in it. Sink into the red eyes of the white rabbit, sink into the endless white snow...
I ran to the supermarket and bought all the white rabbits.
"Actually, I don't like the strange name of Dabai. You should call him by his first name from now on!"
A drawer full of candies exudes a milky smell. But it was so sweet that Lian An could no longer swallow it. Maybe it melted by itself, maybe it attracted ants and bees, maybe it was tired of existing as a toffee... No matter how reluctant and sad Lian An was, her proud heart prompted her not to look at them again, and she forced herself to forget the smell of the white rabbit.
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