Nine-year-old Lin Ran pressed down on Du Chen.
"You said you wanted to be my wife."
"Uh huh..."
Lin Ran squinted Du Chen's face with a smile.
"Is this a promise?"
Du Chen struggled and said, "You will be my wife."
…
After a long time, Du Chen pressed Lin Ran and said,
"Who will be whom's wife?"
Lin Ran's eyes filled with tears.
"Huh?"
"You, you, you..."
I was really excited to write my novel, but I'm not in the mood, so I'm going to write a short story.
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