The first time I saw him was in the afternoon. He was shirtless and wearing a pair of green shorts, running around in the rustling autumn wind, trying not to let his father catch him.
He left, not just leaving this room, but he was going to fall into the arms of another woman, and this woman could never be me in this life.
Quietly, an unprecedented warmth surrounded the back of my cold hands. I knew that this was the first time in my life that I cried with laughter.
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I also want to say it's touching, but the ending is really perverted!
Haven't you updated yet?
I also want to say it's touching, but the ending is really perverted!