That was the last time Xixi saw Lu Zicheng's serious eyebrows, the slightly raised eyes were red with grapefruit color, and raindrops fell from his forehead.
"Okay," the girl lowered her head and smiled softly, reaching out to take the clothes from the boy's hand, "I will promise you this time." She turned her head away and tried hard not to let tears rush into her red eyes.
"Yuzu, have I ever told you? In fact, I always remember it."
"I remember the moon that day and remember every word you said"
"Your happiness and beauty are so pure. I admire you without any hesitation."
"Even if we can't be together, you will always be one-tenth of me."
The novice author was lying on the floor working hard on writing the copy, smiling and waving.
Intention: You will always be one tenth of me