Every time he heated the love between them to boiling point, he would suddenly withdraw. When the water temperature dropped to 1 degree, he would rekindle a fire and heat himself up again...
Until 45 degrees, and then he will disappear again! It's up to you to guard this fire alone!
"At 45 degrees, was our previous love just half-warm? We could feel the temperature, but it would never boil?"
Xia Zhi looked at the content of their long chat on the phone, closed her eyes, and let tears fall down her cheeks...
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