Who would have thought that the mole at the end of his eye would occupy his life for ten years.
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"Are you..."
"Yes."
Song Bei didn't know if Qin Helian understood what she had not finished saying.
She only knew that she began to become nervous as soon as she heard his answer. The nervousness quickly flushed her cheeks and spread to her neck, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed.
"Actually, I want to ask you if it's time for you to go home. It's not safe to drive too late."
After saying this, Song Bei quickly opened the car door, kicked up his feet, and ran away as if there was wind under his feet.
Looking at the cold moonlight outside the car window, there was only a fading shadow, Qin Helian smiled helplessly, thinking to himself: Want to hide from me? Never possible.
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"Do you still like me?"
"What about you?"
"If you still like me, then I like you. If you don't like me, then I don't like you anymore."
Qin Helian knew that his little girl was thin-skinned, and he was afraid that she might become timid later and pretend to refuse to admit what he had just said. He quickly pressed the little girl's head to his heart. It was the first time that he was so impatient to accept what someone said.
"I love it so much."
Concept: A romantic story about you chasing me and hiding