"Brother Ming, Sister An Chu may also care about you, so please don't be angry again." Gu Mingxia comforted the boy in front of her softly, "Huh, that's what she calls caring. She accuses me in front of so many people and still calls it caring. If she was half as gentle as you, we wouldn't be arguing every day. "Fight." The boy still complained angrily. He lowered his head and saw Gu Mingxia's apologetic look. He swallowed what he said and whispered in a tone that was many times gentler than before, "This is between us. It doesn't matter. You don't have to feel guilty."
Intention: Strive to grow into a little red flower with positive energy