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Someone said: "Fortunate people use their childhood to heal their lives, and unfortunate people use their lives to heal their childhood." Before meeting him, Lou Xingwan had always thought that weirdos like her didn't deserve happiness at all. But his appearance was like a sudden gift from the world to her, illuminating the deepest part of her already dead and desolate heart in a special way... "Why provoke me? Why do you want to be nice to me?" The tip of his tongue touched her cheek, and the man's eyes couldn't help but fall on her beautiful red lips, and he whispered: "There is no reason. I think it was just natural." "You... Like me?" Lou Xingwan frowned, his eyes complicated. "Like it?" The man thought about it seriously: "Actually, I don't quite understand what liking means, but I do know that as soon as I see you, I can't help but want to walk towards you!"