The gentle tone, the expectant tone, the loving tone, it was the despair that I never wanted.
The medium of air is transmitted into the ears. If possible, Xiangxiang would rather suffocate herself than hear it. For the first time, she feels that the existence of air is also a sin.
"I like you."
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The brain is like a cassette recorder. After a blank period, there is a noise of "I like you".
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