2019.9.20

Maybe because she's prettier than me? I know she is very beautiful, but must beauty be the prerequisite for being loved? People around me say I'm beautiful. But only I know that I don't meet his criteria for choosing a mate... Zhen Yi. Do you think all men are like this? Zhu Yi was stunned. She has never been in love. She has low emotional intelligence. She doesn't know what lovelorn is. She doesn't know how to coax people. This year, Xu Yi was 17 years old. When she lost the game and someone asked her "How many times have she been in love?" And she answered no, no one believed it. This year, Xu Yi was wild-tempered and dissolute. She was good at smoking and drinking. But Liu Lulu knew that she used to be a crybaby. When everyone mentioned the past, she just said, "Don't ask me why I used to cry so much. It's fake. I just pretended too much and accidentally shed tears." 'Little girl, your people have offended the wrong person and there's nothing you can do about it…' 'Huh? Boss' 'What's it called? 'The young man's voice was magnetic but not conflicting'...' 'What's it called? I asked again for the last time. 'Boss, I know her name is Class 1190, Grade 1, No. 6 Middle School...' 'Shut up. Did I let you say it? What's it called? ' 'Zhenyi''s voice is not that good. It sounds a little aggrieved. This is the second time they have met. 'Jiang Zi. How about saying I love you in a more sophisticated way? ' 'I love you more advancedly: "We have reserved a place for you in our ancestral grave." Zhou Yi received the last text message from Jiang Zi that year, 'I love you. Don't ask what the traditional Chinese characters are, because my love is not simple.'' Concept: hhh I have a good friend for 4 years. We met our parents when we were friends when we were 12 years old. It's incredible. Then we fell in love. But then we had conflicts, broke up, and became best friends again. The relationship is very good. After hearing this, everyone should think that we will get back together. I also thought at the time that I would have a love like a novel. But it is not the case now. In fact, I may always like to go against you. He had a girlfriend before we broke up. So it has been a year now. He may have forgotten me long ago. But I want to let go, but... He really affects me. What he likes and doesn't like has become what I like and I don't like. You may not understand, but I know it. This book is written by me to commemorate him. The writing is not good...