In the night sky filled with fireflies, the girl raised her face stubbornly and said word by word: "Su Fengyang, marry me."
"Lan Qingyi, you say it yourself. What is it about you that makes me like you?" The young man smiled, his eyes like the sunshine in winter, soft but without any warmth.
But he never thought that the girl who followed him every day would one day be wearing a red gauze, with watery eyes flashing: "Su Fengyang, I'm getting married."
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I am willing to give up everything... Maybe this can protect you...
While the war was raging, he rushed through the door: "Lan Qingyi!!"
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"Leaving her to you is really the move I regret most in my life..."