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Ever since you moved near my house and became my neighbor, you have intervened in my life like a little old man. It wasn't until that incident happened in the third grade of junior high school that you said you would rather write a hundred advanced math questions than have to deal with my bad things anymore. You really didn't take care of it later, even if you did, it was as a last resort. In the senior year of high school, you were admitted to University A as you wished. In order to go to the same university as you, I filled in all three choices for University A, as if I could get admitted by filling in a few more. Sure enough, I still failed to get admitted, so I had no choice but to repeat the course. However, from now on, when you go north, I am going south. Will the two lines one north and one south still have an intersection? No matter what, I still lost myself to time and you.
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Ahem, if the published chapters are updated, don't think I'm very diligent. In fact, I'm just fixing typos out of boredom.