Wang Jingxin always felt that he only had love for her and no possessiveness. He was willing to watch her fly away like a chick leaving the nest, with him watching behind her.
He always thought so, always thought so.
Until one day.
He turned around and saw a pair of firm eyes of love, brighter than the sunny sky.
At that moment Wang Jingxin knew that he was finished.
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An Qing: Why is it that my future husband always thinks he is my father? Waiting online
Intention: I can't fix it