Chen Guqing is very concerned about dry plants. It was Ah Chu who asked: "Others come here just to have fun, how about you? A landlubber jumps into the wet mud to find hay!"
He answered: "Little hay, how do you know I'm a landlubber?"
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Then he took advantage of this to tease, "Do you like dry moss or hay?"
Unexpectedly, the man didn't take the bait, so he pulled his mouth and gave it a vicious bite, "Let's see if I don't bite your duck's mouth off next time."
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"Zongzhi is a handsome and handsome young man. He raises his glass and looks at the blue sky with his white eyes, which is as bright as a jade tree before the wind."
Chen Guqing taught Ah Chu two words: one is "broken sleeves" and the other is "Long Yang's good".
Ah Chu: "What do you mean?"
Chen Guqing: "Fengsheng, I cut off my sleeves for you."
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During the cold season, the weather is not too cold. Even Nuan makes people anxious, "This winter seems to be extra warm."
"It will be warmer than before, and it will probably snow."
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On New Year's Eve, the snow mixed with fireworks fell together, and wisps of strands lit up half of the sky in Nanjing. Some people made a wish intentionally.
"Fengsheng, will you like me forever?"
"Gu Qing, I want you to accompany me and love you for the rest of my life."
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Chen Guqing is greedy and wants to maintain the status quo. He ran towards the church where there were piles of human corpses. Jesus' eyes were covered with blood. He wanted to love and cry and his throat became mute.
His shoulders were thick enough to carry the Eagle-75 bomber. Paradoxically, he fell down after only a few meters of carrying Ah Chu on his back.
When I looked up, I saw that the sky was red, so were the clouds, and even the water tasted like blood. The beacon smoke was billowing and the flames were strong. He had had enough of the smell of gun oil and began to miss the scent of soap dissolved in warm water.
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Chen Guqing begged someone once, risking half of his life, "Take him away, as long as he can survive."
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As time goes by, Chen Guqing still loves him.
He often thought about it, and when he thought about it, he even forgot about it at dusk.
Chen Guqing doesn't have the habit of smoking, nor does he like wine. He drinks some when he's having a hard time, and remembers the past when he's confused.
"Fengsheng. You want to live a long life, don't let me miss you."
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Chen Guqing has only one lover, "They met each other at an age when they were obsessed with each other."
"If we don't meet, or we go back a hundred years ago, we might be able to find a deserted place and live our lives."
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It snowed in Nanjing at the beginning of spring one year, and the begonias sprouted in the green brick walls. Someone procrastinated for half his life before making an appointment, and a fool laughed at him: "Isn't it too late?"
The man plucked the strings of his qin and said quietly: "It's not too late, the begonias are in full bloom."
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Chen Guqing x Lin Fengsheng (A Chu)
An army graduate from a wealthy businessman's family assaulted the surviving son of Jinling's leading geisha.
He｜Realistic Direction｜Love｜Chronology｜Year Up｜Precession｜Sour and Sweet
Intention: Love someone in the fireworks.
