I like the fluffy dandelion because it holds hope
Maybe I like Hope more. He was the one who squatted next to me, frowning and asked me: "How is it?" The sun was dazzling that day, and I could only see the tenderness in his eyebrows. I looked at each other, and then I was completely smitten. Maybe it was because he was so gentle to everyone, or maybe it was because I was a nymphomaniac. I fell in love with a handsome guy when I saw him, but he was different. He gave me a different feeling. He doesn't have a particularly stunning appearance or outstanding achievements, but he is who he is, and he doesn't need any decoration.
"Hey, why don't you consider me? Don't consider age, consider me."
"Okay, how do you want me to consider you?"
"Do you dare to fall in love with me?"
"What's wrong with this?"
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Later, Xia Mian brought this secret love to a satisfactory end, and Mao Xiang hoped that he would not consider age.
Hope there will always be, in the near future
Intention: None yet