In Yuelao Temple, an old man was groping... But he didn't want to disconnect the two red threads. The old man cursed and forcibly connected the red threads. During this period, the red line was disconnected and connected again, connected and disconnected again.
That summer, a young man crashed into Bai Rufeng's heart, like a beam of light. He wanted to get close, but he didn't dare.
"My deskmate, why are you so dull?" The young man's handsome face magnified in front of Bai Rufeng's eyes. "My deskmate, you have to look forward." "My deskmate, you are so kind." "My deskmate, thank you." "My deskmate, I'm sorry." "My deskmate..."
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Until the stinging pain, I will never forget it... In midsummer, the branches are lush, the cicadas are chirping, and the breeze is gentle, as if I have returned to the past.
In Yuelao Temple, "Why is this red line so weird..." The old man stroked his beard
Purpose: Let everyone live their lives as their own protagonists