Wen Li thought that meeting Wang Zining at the age of thirteen took away all her courage to fall in love with someone, but she didn't know that someone could integrate into every corner of her world so silently. She had been friends with him for eight years.
For eight years, he carefully concealed his inner feelings and conquered the city inch by inch.
In the past eight years, she didn't have to hide anything from him. She told him about her secret love when she was young, her bitterness when she was secretly in love, her panic when seeing that person again, and the same thing when she didn't like that person. However, I didn't dare to tell him about my inexplicable feelings towards him...
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"Do you still like him?" Lin Zhu couldn't help but ask what was on his mind. He was a little flustered after asking, but thinking about it, it was normal to ask this as a friend.
Wen Li looked up at him, paused for a few seconds, her eyes clear.
In these few seconds, Lin Zhu's heart felt as if he was being stabbed with knives one by one, but he still hesitated to commit suicide.
"I don't seem to like it anymore." Wen Li lowered her head after saying that.
At this time, Lin Zhu was really happy.
Well, I don't like it anymore.