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Lord accepts Art student and sports student live a small life It's not a perfect life. We are all ordinary children. Whether they laugh or cry, the outcome depends on their efforts. But after all, this is the love of a seventeen-year-old, young, sweet, and unforgettable. He just stood there, the people around him blurred into the background. He is shining. He deserves to shine. Lu Heng, how many times have you been in love? Four, five, six, seven or eight times...? I can't remember clearly. I have a bad memory. Queshao... The grapes are gone. An indifferent face, cold on the outside and warm on the inside, feels good about oneself, but has no expression. Why are you called fierce? The little prince of musical instruments who is not doing his job is fighting against the big guy at the same table. He was nicknamed Little Sun Gong, and every part of his body felt warm. He looks like a harmless and sunny boy, but he punches harder than anyone else. Lu Heng has been questioning himself, what kind of love is it? Falling in love is like playing a game. When you get tired of it, you break up. You don't dare to think about the long term for fear of being sad. In the end, you still hurt each other. He was no longer in love for the first time, but Que Shao's first love made him dizzy.