"Let's be serious, okay?" Zhou Zhiran held Wang Keke in his arms, his heartbeat inexplicably accelerated, but he still remained calm and collected, and asked softly in her ear.
Wang Kele blushed and looked at Zhou Zhiran with some confusion. Listening to her fast heartbeat, he choked with sobs but replied firmly:
"You come, I'll come."
…
After the high school entrance examination, on the way back to the dormitory, Zhou Zhiran held Wang Keke's hand, looked ahead, and said casually:
"I'll make a bet with you. I bet you won't leave me."
Wang Kele lowered his head and smiled for a long time before replying:
"You are so good, how can I let you lose?"
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I hope that for the rest of my life, it will be you now, you will be you in the future, and you will be everywhere in my eyes. When we were eighteen years old, we hugged each other and looked at the bright stars. I hope that when we are eighty years old, we can sit in a wheelchair and look through the yellowed photos.
Intention: Liking and love are clean and pure, and cannot be contaminated by the dust of the world.