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After supporting Tibetan areas for three years, I fell in love with that girl for three years. For her, I stopped and waited year after year, giving up the opportunity to return to Shanghai again and again. But her heart was like ice on a snow-capped mountain, too cold to melt away. Then one day, I finally left and encountered an earthquake on the way. In order to save others, I was buried under a mudslide, and my life or death was uncertain. That girl sent me three hundred messages like crazy. She said she liked me and always had.

The president's childhood sweetheart has returned to China. Does he want to break up with me? You can dump me, but you have to stay with me!