Yang Yi hated that little mute who didn't even open her mouth to talk about love. He hated her for not cherishing her life. She hated him.
She didn't tell him her love until she died. Yang Yi couldn't stand the pitiful way she treated everything with caution. He carefully picked up the girl, but she was afraid that she would leave him. But Yang Yi didn't understand Xie Yu's heart. It wasn't that Xie Yu didn't love her, but he was afraid that he was too rough to love her. Xie Yu packaged every care he gave carefully and sent it to Yang Yi step by step, but he was still afraid of hurting her only lover. Xie Yu felt that what he did was not good enough, but Yang Yi didn't know why he had to be perfect.
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