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"Most stray dogs have been wandering outside for a long time without enough food and have to be driven away, so they are very eager to be adopted. They will be very obedient and gentle. They hope their owners will like them and not abandon them." "But there are also a few stray dogs that have been abandoned. Aren't they very afraid of humans and hate them?" Lu Wan tore open the dog food he just bought from the convenience store and placed it in the corner of the flower bed. Then, she led the confused little Du Shihao away. "Those abandoned stray dogs have serious psychological problems. They are too timid, avoid human touch, and do not play with their own kind. Therefore, more care and love need to be invested in them." "Sister, when I grow up a little bit, can I adopt a stray puppy?" "Remember, you can't give up after adoption." "Well, I will be responsible to the end and be a good human being!" The word "responsible to the end" made Lu Wan inexplicably think of a man at home with red eyes. She laughed and had to continue arguing with him about how much time she should spend with him in a week. -- Emotionally nagging female protagonist VS pitiful male protagonist begging for love Qingshan falls, also known as Qingshan Xiangwan. This is probably the story of a person who doesn't know how to love, who picked up a puppy, and ended up being saved.

"I want to see the sea and where you live." Ji Chuyu looked at the man in front of him intently, his tone was brisk, and even the tips of his eyebrows were stained with a smile. Qin Yu looked at her, the ice in his eyes that had been condensed all year round was slowly breaking, and the sea water in his light-colored pupils floated gently because of her. On a not-so-good day, Qin Yu waited for a rain, an unheard of rain that unreasonably wet his love. From then on, flowers grew freely in the most secret corners of his heart. -- In that early summer, the keyhole of "Peninsula Iron Box" was not yet rusty, and he and she were still together. Many years later, Ji Chuyu vaguely felt the power of memory in the torrent of time. The fact that her old friend had not returned made her always feel sad. -- When will that melancholy man come back? Will he come back?

Others advised Song Heyi this way: "That is a very rude man. Don't provoke him." When they first met, she accidentally entered Ye Yunlin's room and was almost thrown out by him. Later, she was maliciously slandered, and he, who had always been indifferent, unexpectedly lost control of his emotions and even took action. "Song Heyi is the person I hold close to my heart. Just give it a try and see if I can let you arrange her as you please." After cleaning up the garbage, Ye Yunlin lit a cigarette, held it between his slender and pale fingers, put it to his lips and took a deep breath, but it took a long time before he exhaled it gently. The smoke clouds filled his melancholy eyes through his gold-rimmed glasses. "Her goodness doesn't seem to need to be known to unrelated people like you." -- Ye Yunlin accidentally spied that the gorgeous and noble appearance was full of ugly secrets. Only Song Heyi understood that indifference was actually his most effective protective shell. On that terrible rainy night, Mr. Discourteous and Miss Naughty found someone they liked for the first time.

Lu Wangshu leaned sideways on the couch beside the floor-to-ceiling window, dreaming peacefully. In a daze, she saw the man who was walking barefoot on the carpet back then. There was gentleness between his brows and eyes, and his eyes were stained with worldly love. The touch of warmth on her shoulder made her wake up for a moment. She slowly opened her eyes, and the person in the dream came into reality. Xu Xiuyue took her into her arms and asked softly: "Who are you?" "I got lost. I'm sorry, I accidentally fell asleep at your house." "As compensation, just stay and be Mrs. Xu." "How long?" "There will be no deadline." -- Lu Wangshu's teenagers were all Xu Xiuyue, and from then on, there was only Xu Xiuyue. Heron City is the end point of all romantic stories, and it is guarded by him tenderly.