"No way... Am I really the only one who doesn't know?" Zhu Chenghui stared at the man next to her with wide eyes and disbelief, and was embraced by him.
"Yes, you, a fool, don't know that I have been liking you for three years."
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"Don't those things you said before count?"
"Hmm"
Is it a pity that we are separated by a screen?
You should never have crossed the friend line in the first place.
Zhu Chenghui regretted it greatly. The words "I wish you happiness" were really against her will, so forget it. "I will erase those promises for you and wish you peace." '
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On the fifteenth year since we met, the cool air blowing from the air conditioner in the hall was in sharp contrast to the hot weather outside the window.
That day Liang Jingcong fulfilled the promise he made when he was 16 years old.
The ordinary girl in the fifth middle school married the boy who had loved her for fourteen years.
Concept: Everyone loves others differently.