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Seventeen-year-old Xu Wan gave all her sincerity and courage to Jiang Xu, willing to restrain her edges and be gentle and accommodating, thinking that her passionate heartbeat could withstand the passage of time. But after the novelty faded away, there was only endless neglect and perfunctoryness. She had accumulated enough disappointment. In the dark time, the silent and gentle senior always stayed by his side. He never asked too many questions, and only used the silent kindness of a tissue, a cup of hot water, and a notebook to accompany her through the days of self-healing. The college entrance examination ended, and the two met again in Fudan after a year. She completely let go of her youthful obsessions, and he finally waited until she opened her heart. In the tenderness that runs in both directions, there is no vigorous and vigorous blood, only the stability of a steady stream. In youth, some people are stunning for a while, while others are gentle for the rest of their lives.

[1V1] In order to maintain the balance of space, Mu Yu, who had been lying in bed for 20 years, embarked on a counterattack. Along the way, I met countless beauties, but in the end, the cold school sweetheart√, the scheming horse√, the gentle brother√, the passionate CEO√, the evil master√... All turned out to be the same person. OMG! Is this a crazy situation? In view of his stupidity in different articles, Mu Yu felt deeply, ahem, complaining: My image, my image, my image. A certain man: When did you have an image? Mu Yu: ...(Mama, he is so strange to me)