Cheng Shu saw Shen Qi for the first time. He was holding a cigarette in his mouth, squinting his eyes slightly and staring at the playing cards in his hand. His body was leaning on the chair as soft as if he had no bones. The clothes on his abdomen were slightly rolled up, and he could clearly see a small piece of wheat-colored skin. She watched quietly for a while, then took the packaged milk tea from the milk tea guy's hand and turned to leave. The second time I saw Shen Qi, he was lying quietly on the desk meeting Duke Zhou. His sleeping brows and eyes were much softer and less aggressive than the first time I saw him. She followed the new class teacher into the classroom, stood quietly and listened to the class teacher's speech, and then introduced herself. The class teacher arranged her seat next to Shen Qi. From beginning to end, he never raised his head, only slightly changed his sleeping position, and his breathing was steady and even. Cheng Shu also couldn't understand why among so many people, he could accurately and directly focus on Shen Qi. Later, she finally knew that it was fate. From the beginning, their destinies were set in motion and then closely linked. Even death cannot separate them. Chen Qi, I hope you can make peace with this evil world. Even if I am fighting against this evil world, I just want to be with you for a hundred years.
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