Qin He always believed that he could not fall in love with anyone else except Cat, but now who did he mean to Lin Xuan?
The passage of time, the entanglement of each other.
Youthful frivolity, traces of time.
Love and hate slowly become clear in the dream-like days.
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Because I have to study, I can usually update on weekends.
Thank you to everyone who reads the article, I will write it carefully O(∩_∩)O