I first met Huo Xiaolu when I was eight. I didn't think much of it then, but for some reason, the longer time passed, the clearer that moment became. I don't know if I can think of it as fate, somehow decided in advance.
Huo Xiaolu was incredibly short back then, and didn't look like an eight-year-old at all. Judging by his height alone, he looked more like a six- or seven-year-old. So, standing half a head taller than him, I had no qualms about making Huo Xiaolu, who was born twenty-two days before me, call me “Big Sis.” He called me that for many years.
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What? The consciousness is that I haven't figured out who I love more?? People's hearts are really greedy, they are never willing to lose, In other words, losses are more worth remembering than gains.
It's another story about Yang Kang and Mu Nianci. The difference is that Nianci finally chose Peng Lianhu. Sigh lightly, there are many variables and dissatisfactions in life. You can't chase what is gone, so just hold on to the happiness you can grasp. The author is a master at writing stories, especially love stories
Can't accept this choice