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Categories: words and feelings
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Xie Yi picked up her own lost puppy for seven years in front of her house. I thought that after several years of separation, the two should have become strangers, but at the bottom of the shade of the tree, the teenager looked at her with resignation, his eyes still sincere and fiery. He was still the same as when he was eighteen, straightforward and passionate. He said, Yi, I like you, especially especially like you. For Chen Nian, his sweetheart was like a cat, sticky and insecure...