You once said with a smile. They said you look like xx.
Xx was your first girlfriend at that time. Two months later you said goodbye to her.
I disdain.
You say. After looking at it for a long time, I found that it is really similar.
I put the book between us.
You say. Why didn't you agree to xx.
I said. Because I don't like it.
You say. What about xxx?
I said. Just don't like it.
You say. What about me.
You say. Why do I sometimes feel like you still like me a little bit?
You say. I'm kidding.
I said. Why do I sometimes feel like you still like me a little bit?
I said. I was kidding too.
You say. I kind of like you.
You say. I'm not kidding.
I said. But I'm kidding.
You say. It turns out we are all the same. Actually, I was joking just now.
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