Jiang Yu likes a boy, and that boy is the white moonlight cinnabar mole in her heart. She has been crazy for him, and she has been crazy for him, but in the end she only ended up feeling lonely and pale for no reason.
After four years of seeing each other again, Jiang Yu smiled and shook off his pleading hand and said, "Don't be like this, we are all friends, don't make it too ugly, okay?"
"... I like you, Jiang Jiang."
"I like you too, I used to."
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The young man admired Ai, but no one ever let him go.
Intention: One person is beautiful alone