Camellia, Fate Is Over

I, Qing Jin, have liked you Ouyang Li since the beginning! You are always mine! You said you love me and you will be responsible for me for the rest of your life, are you going to be like Yun and don't want me again, you liar! I love you! Why can't you forget Murong Ling? I hate you! I, Ouyang Li, have loved Qing Jinchu all my life, loved Qing Jinchu all my life, and will never leave her. I will never let you go. You misunderstood, Chu! You really misunderstood, I didn't! I can't forget Murong Ling! I really only love you! Murong Ling, please don't contact me again in the future, otherwise Chu will always misunderstand me. I don't want her to hate me. Murong Ling, you should know by now that I love Qing Jinchu, not you. I, Murong Ling, and Ouyang Li were together for a month three years ago, and my family told me to separate from him and let me marry another man. Yes, I am three years older than Ouyang Li. Maybe this is my fate. Three years later, I found someone in love who I had a common topic with, and I had a good conversation with him. Then I confessed to him the day before Valentine's Day, and he told me that he had a girlfriend. I said that in this case, let's exchange Tell me your name, he said Ouyang Li, I, Murong Ling, I didn't expect that we would meet in this way. If I had confessed earlier than Qing Jinchu, would you have been mine? I want to see you, why, no, I really miss you, why Qing Jinchu, I hate you, can't you let me meet him, just one face, now, Li only has you in his eyes, then I should go, goodbye, I will not come to you again. I, Nangong Ming, Qing Jinchu's childhood sweetheart, but I will do everything she does with her. I know all her little moves. What she likes to eat and what she can't eat. I know better than anyone else. I will buy her whatever she likes. I didn't expect that you would be with another man after being away for four years. Chu, I will always love you. Ouyang Li, I didn't expect that you would do this to Chu, then I will take him back! I will punish everyone who hurt me first. Conception: