He sat quietly on the edge of the bed. Raindrops were falling on the eaves, and the air was humid. The hands on the yellowed old-fashioned clock were still ticking. Shhh, listen...
Xia Yunzhou had a black backpack casually slung on his shoulders. The brim of his hat was held low. His slender hands were sickly white. He raised his head and looked at the man in front of him with displeasure in his eyes:
"This little bear stuffed animal is mine."
It rarely rains in late winter, and it is even rarer in buildings, but today it rained non-stop. There were two teenagers sitting in the tent, one holding coffee in his hand, looking out with a dark look, the other holding AD calcium, quietly resting his chin on the other teenager's shoulder, and whispered:
"Zhouzhou, I love you so much."
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"Zhouzhou, I want to take care of you for the rest of my life."
"Zhouzhou, I miss you."
"Has anyone ever told you, Zhouzhou, you are so cute?"
Jiang Moshi rarely became serious, holding a handful of camellias with the scent of dewdrops in his hand.
"Thank you Mansion for giving me the chance to love you."
Intention: A gentle person can also destroy heaven and earth.