Wedge
"Axue, is there really no possibility for us?" Zhixiang held the microphone tightly, crying slightly.
"Big winter melon, why are you crying again? Didn't I tell you that a man can't just sweat when he's tired?" Hui Xue comforted her with a dry voice.
"But I can't be a man in front of you. I am always so fragile. I said that my tears are only shed for you,"
"Haven't you heard that men don't play lightly when they are tired? Besides, I am a woman, do you want to be a person without dignity?"
"I would rather give up dignity for you. Those are all nothing. Only you are real." Crying.
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The story opens just like that, with tears sprinkled down on them, and they appear exhausted with tears in their eyes.