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Yu Yao saw Lu Zhao for the first time in a cramped and cramped space in an Internet cafe.
The girl is thin and thin, and she is lying obediently on the table of the Internet cafe doing questions.
There were noisy people around her, but she seemed to be separated from these people by nature. She was quiet and fragile, which was Yu Yao's impression of her.
She was copying homework for her "rumored boyfriend" that day, and he was the big bad guy who captured them.
Later, the two met at the same school, and her eyes always reminded Yu Yao of the musty air on rainy days.
Later, Yu Yao only regretted that his lovesickness was too long and his life was too short.
How many encounters can begin and end?
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In order to make money, Qi Song became a game anchor after the college entrance examination.
Anchor is a very demanding profession. Qi Song does live broadcast without showing his face. Although he has skills, he still has very few fans.
But she is lucky to have a rich fan - the kind of real rich woman who sends her a carnival every time she goes live.
Qi Song felt grateful. In line with the principle of establishing a good relationship with the financial owner, she chatted with the rich woman every day, and the two quickly became familiar with each other.
After going to college, Qi Song met a senior student.
The senior had good looks and temperament, and was a good person. He was like a vixen, and Qi Song was immediately fascinated by him.
Qi Song didn't know whether to take action, but the rich woman encouraged her to pursue love bravely and win over her senior.
Qi Song rushed, and then she succeeded.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. After being passionately in love for a while, the senior went to study abroad and left without saying goodbye.
Qi Song stared at the conversation with the rich woman who showed more attentiveness to him every day, and fell into deep thought.
Intention: Nothing important happens before life and death.
