That was the first time Jiang Yuhuai met Bo Lin outside school. It was raining heavily that day.
The rain was pouring down, and the sky was gloomy.
He was fighting with several people in the alley, his face was covered in blood...
After everything was over, Jiang Yuhuai stood up. His clothes were soaked, and so was his schoolbag.
He turned around and met Bolin's gaze, and an inexplicable emotion came over him.
Those eyes are direct and hot
Jiang Yuhuai subconsciously wanted to avoid the scorching temperature.
I couldn't help but immerse myself in the warmth under the cold wind
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"Long later, he told me that he loved me."
————Jiang Yuhuai
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