Cen Ye has always believed that parting people are like fading flowers that have long since rotted at the roots of the tree. But one day when she passed by, the flower branch stretched out in front of her eyes again.
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After a long separation, the wealthy young lady who was cold and stinky in her memory bit her lip and showed weakness in front of Cen Ye.
When slender fingers hooked the strap of her schoolbag, the person in front of her was begging, she frowned and bit her lip, and asked softly: "I just want to be with you, is that okay?"
Cen Ye refused ruthlessly: "No, what are you pretending to do?"
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Facts have proved that Wen Qingyue is still suitable for being aloof, dignified and free.
However, she was still very kind to her - except that she no longer pretended to be coquettish and called her the nickname she gave Cen Ye.
Cen also warned himself not to be tempted by a woman again - even the same woman four years ago. He deliberately controlled the distance, but Wen Qingyue blocked her in a corner of the campus and kissed her fingertips with tears, begging her not to leave.
Cen Ye's whole body was numb, and he didn't dare to prove his suspicion. He was at a loss and wanted to get rid of the person in front of him, and said without hesitation: "Fuck, are you crazy! Do you have a crush on me?"
After saying this, I looked up and saw a pair of beautiful eyes that were like glass and had been seen at close range countless times. The eyelashes were covered with water drops, and the ends of the eyes were wet and red.
"Cen Ye," her voice was still crying, "yes, I like you so much that I go crazy."
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Many years later, Cen would recall this scene and would always comment on it as "a very beautiful moment", but would often be followed by the sentence "if Wen Qingyue hadn't cried so much that she kept sniffling after she finished speaking."
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1. The protagonist's character is not perfect and everyone is growing up.
2. The author's writing style is new and you are welcome to ask questions.
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Concept: Love is the nourishment for growth