When Qi Yue met Xu Yang for the first time, he felt that he was a magical person.
He might have been talking on the rostrum in the morning, but in the afternoon he got lost in the square and couldn't find Southwest; sometimes he was so warm that you wanted to shed tears for him, and sometimes he was so unbeatable that you just wanted to break his legs.
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One day, Qi Yue led Xu Yang for a run. He felt the person behind him grabbing the corner of his clothes and shaking him. He felt happy. Before the joking words could reach his lips, he heard Xu Yang say one word with great enthusiasm. "Drive!"
Qi Yue:... I really want to beat him to death!
Another day, Qi Yue asked Xu Yang why he could tolerate him when he was so lively when he was lifeless and didn't like to talk.
"It's not about enduring, it's about enjoying." Xu Yang replied.
"To me, love means taking the time and not bothering."
"I will never think you are a trouble, and I am willing to let every minute and every second of my time be related to you."
Cold on the outside and hot on the inside, decathlon art student x loves to make trouble, proletarian academic master
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