This is a story about missed people, missed things, and missed love on the road from childishness to maturity.
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Ai Xin asked, "Is she my former girlfriend?"
He did not deny it and said in a seemingly indifferent tone: "It's all in the past."
This is the answer again. She hates this kind of attitude that has never changed before.
"You know... The old things that are old to you are hurting me in the present continuous tense. I just want a pure relationship, is it so difficult? Is it so difficult!"
"Why do you always have the shadow left by others on your body?" After saying this, she turned around angrily, and he grabbed her wrist from behind.
There was no tender comfort or gentle explanation. Her anger was replaced by preaching.
"Ai Xin, can you be more mature?"
She shook off his hand and disappeared into the underground passage ahead facing the surprised looks of the people around her.
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