From a distance, Xu Ran saw An Qingtian leaning on Zeng Yuzhi's arms, her palms already soaked with sweat.
"Sunny day, let's get married!" He held the ring in his hand and knelt down on one knee.
An Qingtian's eyes were wet the moment she saw him. She stopped talking and just looked at him blankly.
Have you missed it? Don't look back. Is there still a way to look back?
Tomorrow will you remember the diary you wrote yesterday? Tomorrow will you still miss you who used to cry the most? Teachers can't remember you and can't guess the problem. It was only by chance that I looked through the photos and remembered you at the same table.
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