The person that little G liked was a very quiet girl. Later, when little G brought her over to meet me, she seemed like she couldn't speak. She just pursed her lips and looked at me and smiled quietly. Little G started talking about her sweetness on the phone, and sometimes even sent her text messages to my phone by mistake. Thinking about it, I lived a simple and happy life for the first sixteen years of my life. Little G didn't fall in love with her at that time, and I didn't fall in love with little G either...
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