"In those young years, my love for you grew wildly."
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That night, Yu Xiaoxiao stared at the bright moonlight outside the window, "I don't know how I feel about him, but he can already influence my mood." Her tone was very calm and mixed with a hint of sadness.
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Yu Xiaoxiao has no shining points, but Jiang Yan is different. He is like a prince who has fallen into the world of gods.
How dare a commoner have such wishful thinking?
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She had been worried about who Jiang Yan would fall in love with, and she had also been confident that no one was good enough for him except herself.
When he was young, he liked her (him) and hid it very tightly. She thought she would forget it when she grew up, but she didn't expect that when they met again, she would still be heartbroken.
She just liked him so much that she could never forget him for the rest of her life.
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"The heartbeat of my youth has carried me all my life" - "Wonderful Growth"
"How long will love last?"
"Nothing goes wrong until death"
"What happened?"
"Then love in another world" - "Wonderful Growth"
Intention: The age of seventeen or eighteen is always the best