"Breaking flower branches, hating the flower branches, hoping that the flowers will bloom and people will share them together. When they bloom, people will leave~ What is the next sentence..."
\"I'm afraid of lovesickness, I'm already lovesick, it's my turn to miss lovesickness, I can't say anything, and there is a hint of love between my eyebrows. How much do you like this poem, you talk about it every day... And you don't get tired of it." He picked up the pillow next to him and threw it towards Hua Xie.
Hua Xie firmly caught the pillow thrown towards him and said, "Bu Ti, look, the flowers are blooming and everyone is sharing..."
"There are two names for us! You have said it hundreds of times!" After saying that, he went back to playing with his mobile phone (yes, Xiangci has a bad temper, especially towards Hua Xie)
Hua Xie, who had been cut off for speaking and criticized for no reason, stood up with a gloomy face, walked to Xiang Ci and held his face in his hands.
"Don't like it?"
The flowers themselves are beautiful, and I feel the scent of jasmine after soaking in them all day long. Because he lowered his head, all his long and fluttering hair happened to be scattered on Xiangci's shoulders, and some even slipped into his clothes. The moment they scratched his skin, Xiangci turned his head and met Hua Xie's eyes.
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"Like"
Concept: Simple and beautiful love for ordinary people