Chen Yu's diary:
On March 1st, the wind blows you here. I remember your mole. You only have a pear dimple. Luo Yan, I remember you.
March 4th, I talked to me today, and we went to the cafeteria to have lunch together. The eggplant in Hengnan No. 1 Middle School was a bit sweet today.
On April 6th, the wind picked up, just like that day, Luo Yan, I am sure I love you very much.
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Chen Yu was sitting in the cafeteria of Hengnan No. 1 Middle School, looking at the braised eggplant on the plate, and fell silent... She had not liked eggplant since she was a child.
Yu Jiaojiao and Bi Yue came to him for dinner, followed by Luo Yan. Luo Yan naturally moved next to Chen Yu. Chen Yu was not surprised and pushed the plate towards him. Luo Yan did not raise his head to look at Chen Yu, but directly put the eggplant on Chen Yu's plate into his own plate.
A skilled image has been practiced many times, no, removing the "image" means that it has been practiced many times...
He saw the words on the coffee cup: In this world, most people want it, but only a few people dare to ask for it.
Indeed, it is helpless that in this world, there are so many shackles that I dare not break through and trap my inner voice. Luo Yan kissed Chen Yu's lips next to him and said something vaguely, but Chen Yu heard clearly. He said: "I belong to a minority, and I love you very much."
Let us raise a toast to celebrate this end of youth. After drinking, it will be difficult to look back no matter how time flies, but I am glad that you are by my side.
Intention: love