I remember something.
I drank that day and was not very clear-headed, so I asked Shen Changchuan, "Why do you like me so much?"
Strangely enough, I was clearly in a daze, but I could clearly understand what he said.
He pretended to think about it for a while, then said with a smile, "Shouldn't I ask you this? I think you must be carrying something with you that makes me unable to leave you."
He walked up again, hugged me gently, with a hint of helplessness and doting on his face, and sighed in my ear, "A Chang, why do I... Like you so much?"
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