"How are you?"
Sad, broken, defeated, crushed, lonely.
"I'm fine."
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Yan Jiu once thought that he had endured much more hardship than others in the past seven years.
Little did he know that Song Heng had also suffered in the past seven years, and every drunken dream was related to her.
More than 200 million seconds of missing you are filled with your eyebrows and smile.
I have been searching for lies all my life just to see you.
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"Long time no see, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, and you?"
"I'm fine, how about you?"
I take off my defenses and armor and put you back on my heart.
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Hope is chocolate-flavored glass slag/Short urban story/The female protagonist is slightly weak/The male protagonist goes deep/Micro campus
Successor to "Out of reach of you"
Sa Po Rolling, please accept it in advance/The copy will be revised after confirmation.