Spring Mud

[I have revised it many times, and the gap between plagiarism and writing is huge] They all said that you should never ask for marriage in front of the Buddha, but Meng Yan didn't listen. In the midsummer of that year, she held a wooden sign in her hand and chased him noisily, "It's a sign of marriage. Hey, Xu Jinzhi, I want to be with you forever." On the bluestone platform, the young man tilted his head and smiled, saying softly, "Yeah." His response was not heard. It's like no one knew that what she drew that day was actually a lot. 2022.1.5 Please accept the next copy of "If the Moon Can Hear" If the moon can hear you, Lu Fenghe, I have said I love you a thousand times. - Gentle little sun x world-weary cool guy When she was young, she secretly visited the boy who often came to the hospital for intravenous drips. He was fair-skinned, thin, and sickly. The three words he often said on his lips were "boring." Finally, the truth was exposed. The young man sitting on the hospital bed turned his head to look at her, and said in a cold and indifferent voice, "Do you recognize me?" After saying goodbye to the rainy day, they agreed to meet in front of the soup dumpling shop. Xia Zhuo waited until the last moment with an umbrella, but the wanton and perverse young man never appeared again. - Three years later, the corridors were filled with the smell of disinfectant. Xia Zhuo accidentally broke into a dispute, and the woman asked him hysterically what he wanted to do. The young man said two words indifferently, "I want to die." She had heard such a casual tone from only one other person. But when she heard the corner of the wall turn around a little slower, she heard footsteps approaching behind her, and a laugh escaped from someone's nose, with a deep and lazy tone, "Xia Zhuo, are you pretending not to recognize me?" - Later, Lu Fenghe accidentally opened a paper crane, which contained a neat line of Juanxiu font: If the moon can hear you, Lu Fenghe, I have said I love you a thousand times. 2022.8.1 Purpose: grow together