The girl in the original blooming age spends her days in a state of panic because she doesn't want to make progress. I don't love anyone who doesn't love me, but those who don't love love me. It's all the fault of fate! Just as the heroine's sadness flows against the river, who knows that love is lurking at the next intersection. Should we move forward or turn around? Hello! Zhao Linmiao, when did you start liking me?
He shrugged and said with a smile: I don't know, anyway, there is no sudden love.
What do you mean? Then you have always loved me?
You are so narcissistic!
Intention: We always grow up in love and being loved. When we love, we care about everything, but when we are loved, we don't even realize it!