Jian Yixing has always wondered why Jiang Junxi, a big boy, always carries one or two candies in his pocket.
It wasn't until she had a hypoglycemia attack one day and he promptly and considerately peeled off the candy and fed it to her that she realized that she had indeed fallen in love with the wrong person.
In this world, there is only one sun, only one moon, and only one you.
Therefore, no matter how similar others look to you, I will never mistake you.
"Jiang Junxi, I like you." Jian Yixing's eyes were blazing.
In the early morning light, Jiang Junxi paused, turned around, lowered his eyes, and met her eyes. A warm smile flashed across his usually calm face.
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