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羽落航归，爱恨织冬
Writerzymcuw
To Sun Qihang, Shi Xiyu is the white moonlight engraved in his bones and blood. At the age of twenty, he was the dazzling "white jade light" among the crowd, but he went to a foreign country for his dream of military uniform, leaving her to suffer in the waiting of long-distance love. Finally, she broke up and walked into someone else's life. Three years after returning home, he broke into her embarrassment that she had just ended her new relationship. A secret badminton game became the trigger - she was as hairy as a hedgehog, using sharp curses to cover up the turmoil in her heart; he was as silent as a deep pool, and when he raised his hands in surrender, his eyes hid his obsession with the white moonlight that had never been extinguished. The confrontation in the restaurant and the cold words on the phone are all proof of the intertwined love and hate. His ship has returned to port, but she dare not shine her light for him again. This winter, with the snow falling silently, can I bury the unspoken words "I still love you"?
To Sun Qihang, Shi Xiyu is the white moonlight engraved in his bones and blood. At the age of twenty, he was the dazzling "white jade light" among the crowd, but he went to a foreign country for his dream of military uniform, leaving her to suffer in the waiting of long-distance love. Finally, she broke up and walked into someone else's life. Three years after returning home, he broke into her embarrassment that she had just ended her new relationship. A secret badminton game became the trigger - she was as hairy as a hedgehog, using sharp curses to cover up the turmoil in her heart; he was as silent as a deep pool, and when he raised his hands in surrender, his eyes hid his obsession with the white moonlight that had never been extinguished. The confrontation in the restaurant and the cold words on the phone are all proof of the intertwined love and hate. His ship has returned to port, but she dare not shine her light for him again. This winter, with the snow falling silently, can I bury the unspoken words "I still love you"?