At first He Qian saw Lin An: a strange child, and later He Qian saw Lin An: a child.
But no matter how he changed, Lin An was still the same, saying to him every day: Good morning He Qian.
He had thought before that he probably didn't understand what liking was, but Lin An was troubled all day long, and finally asked secretly: Does liking mean that when you think of you, you will be happy, that feeling?
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Other people's good boy class monitor* mildly autistic classmate
Green and slow, the youthfulness of drinking a glass of sparkling water in summer.
Concept: Love is instinct
