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"Guan Suze, may I ask, is it painful to have a secret love?" "It's not hard, it's not hard. Come home quickly. Today is the winter solstice. Let's go home and make dumplings." Qiao Mo wrapped her hands together and held them up to ask him. Guan Suze smiled fondly and wrapped her hands together. The palms of her hands were very warm. Qiao Mo smiled beautifully. "Just tell me, I want to know." If it hadn't been for the truth or dare at the dinner party with old friends today, she might never have known about it for the rest of her life. This little thing of secret love made Guan Suze cautious every step he took, just like the collision in the bookstore. The casual glance when he looked back made Guan Suze feel uneasy. No one noticed the touching action. That was the starting point for her to know him, although it was corny. "It's not bitter at all. I'm always glad that your heroism as a girl gave me a lot of courage. I'm glad that you are always happy." "And now, I embrace happiness." Guan Suze hugged the person in his arms with satisfaction. No one knew that Guan Suze had always looked up to his hero, and even felt that as long as Qiao Mo remained happy, he could also have a glimpse of his own happiness. The tragedy of his family when he was young gradually faded in his memory, and all he could see was the sky, this person, his lover.