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Envy
When I tucked the unsigned letter into the Book of Songs, the albizia flowers outside the window were falling. The pink velvet was like snow, and like the chalk dust that rubbed against his shoulders that winter. I closed the book and heard my heart beating against my chest. ——Dong, dong, dong——It's like smashing the four words "I like you" into pieces and then putting them together into a decent farewell. But I didn't say goodbye. I just stuffed the books into the shelf in the corner of the
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Delusion That's how I like it. There's no way I can get what I want. In the end, it's just my own delusion. Everyone thought we could make it to the end, and so did I. Intention: Regret 10Favorites118Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Most I never dare to use the word "best". It was so full that it was like water filled to the edge of the cup, and it would all spill out if it was tilted slightly. But later I realized that in this life, people really will leave all the things they are most full of, the hottest, and the most afraid to touch to a person who can't get them. "Maybe I'm not good enough. You've never looked at me." "It turns out it's not that I'm not good enough, it's just that you don't like me." Intention: secret l 8Favorites87Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Too Late Chiyi is the last ray of light in the dusk that refuses to fade away. It is the last drop that has not yet fallen on the eaves after the rain stops. It was the sentence "Think again" at the end of the letter, but there was no continuation of it. Intention: secret love 7Favorites137Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Silent
Perhaps the thing that Jiang Tingyue insisted on for the longest time was that she wrote a diary specifically about him. She didn't know why she cared so much about him. Maybe it was the candy, maybe it was the silent "thank you", or maybe it was the seed called "curiosity" he planted in her heart. What she didn't expect was that the last page of the diary was: "June 9th, sunny. I finally determined that he really couldn't hear me. Because—— He couldn't hear how much I liked him. " The pages
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