On the big screen, the woman's snow-white face showed no expression. When everyone thought she would not make any move, she slowly stood up, closed her eyes, and softly replied, "Yes."
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In the corridor, the young man leaned back lazily, his eyes shining warmly on him, adding a touch of softness. It wasn't until the girl in the classroom came out that tenderness appeared in his indifferent eyes. The girl in the distance didn't know how long she had been standing there. She just felt numb all over and felt sour in her heart.
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"Cheng Lin, have you heard this sentence?"
"What?"
"If you look forward to it, we will meet again eventually"
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A new round of midsummer has arrived, and the roses in the corner have quietly climbed up the branches. Jiang Yijing looked at everything familiar, but... There was no trace of him anymore.
Purpose: Record the story of a campus