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She set him up without hesitation, drove away his white moonlight, injured his back, and forcefully invaded his life... From then on, he hated her. I wish I could tie her to my side every day, mock her, torture her, break away her rebelliousness, and wear away her willfulness. However, she restrained all her sharp edges, washed her hands and made soup for him, and treated him with all her heart, and it was like a day for three years. He thought that his hatred would never be forgotten in this life. The moment she turned around, she realized that without love, how could there be hatred? Love is deep, so hate is deep. Favorite articles, strong emotions, no less than the collision of atomic bombs, no regrets after falling into the trap.