"Brother Wushuang, when I grow up, will you marry me?" The girl's clear voice flowed with the breeze, and the girls in the garden became more and more brilliant against the blooming colors.
The young man's cheeks were secretly stained with a blush. He reached out and patted the girl's head. His eyes were divergent and he said with a hint of embarrassment: "Silly girl, you are so shameless..."
"Ouch! You're annoying, Ignore you!"
After rubbing her forehead that had been slapped by the boy, the girl stamped her feet and ran out of the garden like a butterfly holding her pink dress.
Under the setting sun, when the footsteps stopped coming, only the young man's slender figure remained in the garden.
Thinking of the girl's bright eyes when she left, the boy lowered his head and smiled.
"Who will you marry if you don't want to marry me?..."
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