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Chen Chu is wearing a book. Before wearing the book, she was still planning to confess her love to her boyfriend. The heavy rain poured down without leaving any room, and the lights of the cars on the other side were so bright that it was blurry in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see anything clearly. She only heard the harsh sound of brakes, accompanied by his warm and trembling embrace. Death was so close. At that moment, tears seemed to fall from his eyes. She only thought it was a dream, but now she was really in a strange world. There are also mission rewards in mind: the hero in the guidebook can get health bonuses. She looked at her dwindling health points and lay quietly waiting for the countdown. In the last few days, a voice suddenly appeared in my mind. He called her name with trembling and heartache: "Chuchu, don't be afraid, I'm here." Just like in memory. Her tears slid down unsatisfactorily, and she whispered with red eyes: "I miss you so much." During those most difficult years, she liked to squat down and bury her head in her arms, her eyes always turning red. But he would bend down, hold her in his arms very gently, carefully wipe away her tears, and comfort her in a low voice. She thought that she would probably never like anyone else in her life.

The young man laughed, Qingjun's dimples spreading. She then rolled her eyes and tears fell. It rained heavily that day, and the discolored umbrella was thrown to the ground, with all its ribs broken. She was so embarrassed by the rain. The boy stood in the rain, his chestnut hair covering his eyes. "Don't go." He grabbed her wrist. She gently pulled it off, and her figure passed through the rain curtain. There was no looking back. The young man hissed and his throat became hoarse.