"Do you know the flower language of gardenia?"
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It can't be changed, it's already been decided.
I was abandoned by my parents, bullied, and humiliated, but never resisted. I knew it was meaningless.
Because he didn't like to talk, he was called "little mute" by other children during his time in the orphanage.
No one will play with me except the dean sister.
Fortunately... When I was seven years old, I was adopted by the Shen family.
It was also from that time that I had a family, and the Shen family named me Shen Shurong.
Shen Shiyun stood at the door and looked at me leisurely. I couldn't help but tremble in my heart, fearing that he would dislike me. I subconsciously tightened the hand held by Mother Shen...
"Welcome."
A moderately loud sound reached my ears.
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Time flies so fast, I looked out the classroom window... And we looked at each other.
Shen Shiyun first looked away, very lightly.
"Classmate Shen, what are you looking at? You are so fascinated."
"No... Nothing"
After all these years, I don't know much about him.
I can't see through him.
Shen Shiyun, you shouldn't be so nice to me.
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The world in my eyes is dim and colorless, and I don't want it.
As time goes by, what secrets are sprouting in my heart? It's my feelings for Shen Shiyun... I can't explain it clearly, and I don't want to recognize it.
Because I wouldn't cross the line, I promised myself...
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"Do you like gardenias?"
"I like it, but I like it even more..."
Shen Shiyun, are you even going to abandon me?
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[Cold outside and sultry on the inside × aggressive and talkative]
[This article is a short story from the first perspective (received) - it will be changed to the third person later, so it will be automatically cleared QAQ]
[There is no blood relationship between the protagonists! ! ! Those two words will be restricted, you know]
Intention: Don't break your promise
