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When they met for the first time, Wen Wan mistook his figure for her cousin, and accidentally provoked the cold young man.
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That encounter, she no longer remembers him.
She hugged his waist and smiled like a flower, calling her brother. Then she apologized in shock and said she had recognized the wrong person. She took another boy's arm and shouted softly.
The young man behind him stood in the corner, his face as gloomy as water.
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After parting ways with my cousin, I was blocked in an alley that I had to pass on my way home.
The young man put away all his coldness, his eyes were bottomless, and he held her in his arms with a paranoid and gentle posture. His voice was hoarse: "Wanwan, don't talk to him, okay?"
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Wen Wan decided to redeem him.
It's just...
The heavy rain was pouring down, and in the Qingshi Alley, the boy was covered in scars, and the red mottled traces were mixed with the rainwater and slowly flowed away. Her black hair was soaked by the rain, covering her eyes, looking gloomy and fragile.
Wen Wan handed him an umbrella and bandaged him silently. She was about to leave to buy him a cup of hot milk, but she was hugged tightly by a pair of hands behind her, as if to melt her into his bones and blood.
The young man with cold eyes and indifferent personality, who was shunned by the whole school, whispered in her ear and begged: "Wanwan, don't leave..."
You were born towards the sun, but in my darkness, you lit up my world. From now on, I am willing to tear apart this cold world for you, and become better for you.
——Qi Leng
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