"I thought we would never meet again"
"Fool, people who meet will meet again"
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When Xie Jingci was thirteen years old, Xu Zhen left in a hurry and left only a lemon pendant, so he carefully kept it for three years.
"I have been waiting, I always feel that you will come back, so I have been waiting"
"You don't seem to have changed much, even the way you look at me hasn't changed."
On the registration day for the second year of high school, Xie Jingci never expected that the young man who looked like Xu Zhen he saw under the shade of the crooked tree at the entrance of Licheng No. 1 Middle School was Xu Zhen himself. The young man raised his eyes with his mobile phone and tilted his head and smiled at him.
The young man's publicity is like the bright morning sun, and the evening breeze blows the young man's heart
Looks very tall Leng Gong × the handsome second-rate young master suffers
Purpose: Striving to be a civilized scholar