[1V1, double C, HE]++The most tender thing is not your affectionate confession, but your promised companionship. ++"Ning Qingyi/Xiao Han, the rest of my life is long, and I just want to spend time with you."————++As we all know, Xiao Han, a good-looking and skilled player in the e-sports circle, loves lemons. ++One day, Xiao Han's Weibo comments were unanimous: Why did Han Shen buy these lemons? ++As an e-sports master, Xiao Han is playing a game at this time: ++-Manager, order me a box of lemons. ++-Are you that sour? ——Douyouji++-Hmm. ++"Stuck." Ning Qing said angrily: Do I know him? ! He was my classmate in kindergarten, elementary school, junior high school, high school and university. I used to... No, now, I don't even know his name, OK? (A classmate: Am I so pitiful?) ++——++ Growing up, I knew more than a dozen boys. Except for my brother, my dad, my cousin, my best friend's man, and the important one, him, the remaining five people were either from the team or his family members. +++In addition to him, I can no longer hold anyone in my eyes.