You should be a gust of wind, and I should be a dream.
"Xia Yu, do you have someone you like?"
"Hmm"
"Xia Yu, I'm sorry, I don't like you." Lin Yuanhao looked at her and said
Later, when Xia Yu ate white peach candies on the street corner, she realized that not all candies can be sweet all the time, and eating too much can make them sour. Finally, she couldn't help crying.
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