Having said that, I really didn't expect there to be two people so similar in the world, but fortunately I can tell them apart. I'm not kidding, even if they were wearing the same clothes and standing in front of me, I would definitely be able to tell them apart at a glance. Because Luo Xuan's eyes are watery, she gives the overall impression of a weak plant, which will die if it loses care. Gentleness is different. Not only her eyes and face are vivid, but her skin, hair tips, and even her whole body exude a tenacious vitality. Looking at her, I often don't know how to describe it. Anyway, I just have a feeling of "it's good to be alive". Alas, why is she the only one in this world who can live like this? Why can't I? With a long sigh, I suddenly realized: for fourteen years, my eyes have been following her involuntarily. I'm in love with her! I am indeed in love with her, and I have been loving her with jealousy and anxiety.
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When I see the word "cat", I have a strange feeling. My name also has the word "leaf", so my nickname is "cat"...
Nice! Come on↖(^ω^)↗
It's very touching. It's a painful and plain description, but it's very true.
When I see the word "cat", I have a strange feeling. My name also has the word "leaf", so my nickname is "cat"...
Nice! Come on↖(^ω^)↗
It's very touching. It's a painful and plain description, but it's very true.