"Am I falling in love with him?" Huang Shaotian was rarely nervous and worried. Looking at the slightly thin back of the man, a few strands of love flashed in his eyes. It was rare that he calmed down and looked at his back quietly. Facing that man's puzzled gaze, Huang Shaotian wanted to say "Old Ye, I love you", but in the end, his throat tightened and he changed to a familiar sentence: "Old Ye, Old Ye, Old Ye! Why retire?" When will the emotions that have been held for many years be poured out?
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