"I've liked you for a long, long time."
"The cherry blossoms on the mountain have bloomed long ago. I have loved you for another year. Shen Weizhao, can you remember me for a moment?"
"God has never given me charity, but I haven't done anything heinous. I just want a reply from you."
Unfortunately, Fang Hui died on the day Shen Weizhao got married.
But he suddenly remembered the seventeen-year-old Fang Hui the year after he married his wife.
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"I'm sorry, I really didn't reply to you this time."
There were cherry blossom petals scattered in front of the tombstone, which was Fang Hui's favorite. After Shen Wei Zhao left, the breeze blew by the tombstone. There was a yellow envelope that the man had just put down.
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