"Why do I always confess my love?" His voice on the phone was deep and deep, revealing his desire for my love.
I chuckled and avoided the topic, "Classmate Lin, I will die if I don't feel love." I'm not kidding. I turned off the microphone authority, covered my colic heart, tightened my collar, and knitted my brows together.
He sighed softly over there, "I like you as young as ever." I could hear it clearly.
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