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This article is published as "Little Rose Without Thorns" and is available on the market Weibo~@ [Uncle/age difference] "How far have you come?" "What?" "Hug, kiss, or...?" "Hugging... Doesn't really count." "What do you mean?" Su Zhi smiled dryly and raised her arms. "That's it." + She circled her friend vaguely, but didn't touch her. "In the garage with no lights on, I was the only one hugging him. He just hugged me back without even touching me." "Why?" "Because he is my uncle." - Much later, they met again at a banquet. Su Zhi called him distantly: "Uncle Cheng." "Yeah." Cheng Huaijin nodded and watched her turn and walk away. "Didn't she refuse to call you uncle before?"+The friend asked. "She used to like to call me Cheng Huaijin." "Do you regret it?" + Cheng Huaijin stood in the bone-chilling wind and smiled silently. [I hope that in this world/my inner expectations can be fully expressed/that I can truly be satisfied/and then I can die in complete despair] ——"The Food of the World" by Andre Gide Food guide: 1.+Double c double primary, HE 2.+ Age difference, the boy is ten years older than the girl ——Please give me advance notice of "Three Lives of Beauty"—— That winter, Zhao Yanran followed her mentor to No. 48 Jinan Street and visited a protected building. The owner of the building told her: "The word 'Ji' on this street is taken from his eldest brother, and the word 'nan' is taken from him." Zhao Yanran looked back at him: "What's your name?" In the silver frost and snow, the man chuckled, like a handful of spring water melting quietly on a winter night: "Liang Zongnan." Soon after, Zhao Yanran moved from the architecture department dormitory to Jinan Mansion. Liang Zongnan drove to pick her up in person. The moment the car door opened, he confirmed with her with a smile: "Yanran, I'm not a good person." He is also very bad. Zhao Yanran held the door and said with a chuckle: "Do you know what the consequences will be if I ask for it?" After that, Zhao Yanran flew to Paris alone to work as an architect and never came back. I once heard that an alley was built next to No. 48, Jinan Street. Hui-style architecture, blue tiles and white walls. I don't know which Daluo immortal carved out a piece of land from the precious ancient building protection zone to repair this alley. Zhao Yanran asked: "Does this alley have a name?" The friend laughed: "Not only yes, but I am also destined to you." "... What's it called?" "Yanran Lane." - Zhao Yanran divided her and Liang Zongnan's lives into three lives. Throughout his life, he was like the moon in the sky, In his second life, he was a shadow in the water, He has been my sweetheart for three lives. Food guide: Female architect x male investor++HE Intention: There will always be people who love the unyielding vitality