[Zhishi Qinghua]: The first question: Do you know the meaning of the words in the dim sum?

She deliberately said it so that others couldn't understand it, but she knew that Brother Zhiqiu definitely understood. "Words * love * first * hair

[Zhiqiu Yuehua]: Yes.

He replied quickly.

Zhishi's hand trembled, and he felt that Li Liyuan and Zhou Ru were looking at her anxiously.

[Zhishi Qinghua]: Second: Why didn't you respond?

He didn't speak for a long time, but Xu Er I had been pestering to ask what snacks and what words.

[Zhi Qiu Yuehua]: Do I have an obligation?

Am I obligated......

Is there an obligation......

Obligation......

An Zhishi felt that the contact lenses were pushed out by tears, and quickly looked up at the ceiling, blinked, pursed his lips tightly, and sniffed.

[Folded a branch]: There is indeed no such obligation in the Constitution. However, there is in social morality.

[Zhiqiu Yuehua]: I talked to Zhishi Qinghua, what does it matter to you?

Xie Yiyi over there had already blown up, and he rolled his eyes unhappily, but he didn't type again.

The screen was silent for a long time, and only a few players were chatting freely.

[Zhishi Qinghua]: Okay. Three: Do you have someone you like?

[World] [Zhiqiu Yuehua] (Golden Trumpet): I like Xu Ershi.

Zhishi's face turned a little whiter, and he actually put on the golden trumpet, hyped it, and slapped her loudly.

She suddenly wanted to smile generously, but she didn't laugh, and the corners of her eyes were bent, but only tears condensed into a big drop, silently sliding down her smooth face.

She's not that vulnerable. She wasn't.

Two years of dedication, two years of looking at the back, two years of anticipation, two years of late night thoughts.

She sat still, moving the mouse, and slowly clicked "Exit Game".

Then her two arms fell, looking at the desktop background made on the computer screen with the back of Fang Zhiqiu that she secretly photographed.

She reached out a hand and stroked the man on the screen.

On the snow-covered campus road, a tall and thin man in the distance, wearing a brown cotton coat, with a thin layer of ice on his shoulders, and his short yellow hair stained with a little snow, stepped steadily on the snow, leaving a string of lonely footprints......

Such a thin and warm figure......

Without warning, she whimpered.

Li Liyuan and Zhou Ru's concerned voices surrounded their ears. A warm hand took off half of her contact lenses and threw them in the trash, her heroic, gentle tone and choked voice made her feel a little more refreshed.

She suddenly fell into the man's arms, and felt a warm embrace behind her.

She cried loudly, rubbing snot and tears on the outrageously expensive clothes that came, and the sky was dark.

Do you hate her so much, do you hate her so much?

to the point where he wanted to tell the world to reject her......

She didn't want to cry, she wasn't so vulnerable.

But the heart is like being stabbed with a sharp knife, and the most painful thing is not the stabbing moment, but the pain of infection caused by the knife when I think of my strong affection for the owner of this knife......

Even if you have been mentally prepared for a long time......

sue yourself early that he is too good and he is too ordinary;

persuaded himself early on not to send snacks anymore and confessed directly;

I thought about using the money I earned as a tutor to buy more gifts for my family and friends, instead of buying materials for making snacks and boxes for snacks;

warned himself early on that he couldn't just play games and abandon his studies because he wanted to follow in his footsteps;

I felt sorry for my ten fingers that were often burned when I first started learning to make dim sum;

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It's early, but it's too late.

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