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"We'll see, I will be a qualified opponent." She nodded with a smile and was happy for A Qiu, hoping she would get better soon. "I don't want what you like, so just leave Xiao Kai to me." She took it as a joke and nodded with a silly smile. When people asked her what her relationship was with him, she just said in a few words, "It's a relationship that we can't love and forget."

Shh~ Be quiet. Do you want to hear a story? Or maybe you also want to be a storyteller, just like the storyteller who used to sit in the teahouse, just take a photo and the highlights will come. The stories in this book belong to you, and I am the one sitting in an inconspicuous corner with a tea cup listening to the stories.

"Yi Yang Qianxi, I really won't wait for you too long..." Zhou Hui seemed to be joking, but in fact she was already hinting that she wanted to leave, a blatant hint. "Already called Yi Yang Qianxi? Call me brother." He played with the pure milk in his hand, looking indifferent. "Brother, I hope you will always be happy." Zhou Hui smiled and did not look back this time. "Huihui, don't you like to call me Qianxi? Why do you call me brother? I don't want to be your brother." Looking at her back as she walked further and further away, he hurriedly took out the bag of yogurt from his bag. "Huihui, look back and see that this time it's yogurt."

She had loved him carefully, humbly, and fearlessly for a long, long time. Taking advantage of her drunkenness, he asked her, "Are you tired?" She blurted out, "Yes, of course I am." He touched the tears that had not dried at the corner of her eyes distressedly. "If you are tired, why do you continue?" She smiled and said, "Because I like it." Asked why she always carries an umbrella in her bag, she said, "If it rains, no one will pick it up and no one is willing to accompany you in the rain. Neither can you stand or walk. It's like a pitiful joke."