This is my first time writing. If there is something wrong or bad, you can point it out and I will try my best to correct it.
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The orange sunset shines on the girl's fair side face, and her forehead is broken by the wind.
Lin Sheng raised his head and looked at Chen Musheng in front of him. Her heartbeat was already out of control, and her fair cheeks instantly turned red.
After a few seconds, she spoke first: "Chen Musheng, do you like me?"
The young man paused, then lowered his head and pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he rubbed the hair on the back of his head uncomfortably, "You discovered it."
The boy walked up a step, turned around and looked into the girl's eyes. He slowly bent down and approached the girl, and whispered in her ear.
: "So, classmate Lin, would you like to take some time to accept my confession?"
Lin Sheng had a crush on Chen Musheng for a long time, but she didn't know that Chen Musheng fell in love with her at first sight when they first met. The time they were together was so short that in just five years, Lin Sheng forgot what he looked like. People are always obsessed with things they haven't obtained when they were young.
When I heard the news from him again, it was already five years later. Lin Sheng was accompanying Lu Zhi to choose a wedding dress that day. When he accidentally saw the message on Lu Zhi's cell phone, he learned that Lin Mu Sheng passed away a year after they separated. Somehow, Lin Sheng didn't seem to be hurt in his heart. I heard Lu Zhi said that it was a hereditary disease in their family.
Lin Sheng chose a sunny day, hugged Chen Musheng's favorite sunflower, and went to his cemetery to see him. For some reason, when he saw the photo on Chen Musheng's tombstone, Lin Sheng couldn't help crying anymore.
She remembered that she had taken that photo for him. On the tombstone, the young man was smiling rebelliously, and the sun was shining on his fair skin, giving him a youthful atmosphere.
"Chen Mu Sheng, you big liar!"
Intention: a sudden whim