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Even if you use me with affection, what's the matter, the life was given by her, and it's a big deal to pay her back, I have no regrets, but before that, I don't want to hear anyone say that they don't have a word.

This is the most beautiful love story Murong has ever heard.

Murong has many hobbies, one of which is drag racing, she likes the feeling of flying, especially when she is happy, she always likes to go to the runway that does not limit the speed, she still came to that runway today, but she ran extremely slowly.

She was already in heaven, so why did she fly?

She thought that no one understood her, but it turned out that someone understood her!

She's not alone!

Early the next morning.

Wang Yue sat up from the bed sleepily, stretched a big lazy waist, looked at the blue sky outside the window, and couldn't help but smile slightly, the luckiest thing in life is to open your eyes every morning.

Wang Yue's mood was particularly comfortable, first went to the cafeteria to buy breakfast for four people, then went to class, took a comfortable nap at noon, played basketball with Zhang's Kuai and others in the afternoon, and went to eat a delicious barbecue outside the school with Zhang's Kuai and others in the evening.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang and the others went back to the dormitory, while Wang Yue went to the playground alone, looked up at Mingyue for a while on the bench where he and Xue Bing often sit, and finally took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the mobile phone number labeled Bai Mange.

Wang Yue thought that the relaxation and good mood of the whole day would make him not anxious and nervous when he called Bai Mange, the moment before the call was indeed the case, but the moment after the call was inexplicably nervous.

Wang Yue didn't know which heartstring Bai Mange could pull on her, but he was undoubtedly sure that Bai Mange could pull her heartstrings, making him happy or sad, sad or sad, or uncertain.

The brain, which was originally as calm as a lake, became like a continuous rolling tide after making a phone call, and a single thought instantly became a thousand thoughts.

If it weren't for Bai Mange, the trajectory of his life would not have changed.

If it weren't for Bai Mange, his sister would not have disappeared, and many conspiracies would have been imposed on him.

Wang Yue used to hate Bai Mange, he hated it very much, and he couldn't wait to find her and cut it with a thousand knives, but as time went by, Wang Yue slowly became not hateful, but hated himself, hating himself for provoking things that he couldn't bear.

Bai Mange once asked him, are you sure? Wang Yue said without hesitation, I'm sure.

Bai Mange once asked him, do you regret it? Wang Yue said without hesitation that I don't regret it.

Sow the cause and get the cause, sow the fruit and get the fruit, everything is an obstacle created by Wang Yue, why hate others.

Does Wang Yue like Bai Mange?

The two of them are just ridiculous for a night, how can they like to say that Bai Mange is the first beauty in Yanjing, so it is said that many children of foreign royal families will not marry for life, in order to wait for Bai Mange.

The reason why Wang Yue, who is a poor man, is entangled with Bai Mange is probably because he is a good chess piece, but the price he paid for being a chess piece is not too big, it is the most precious thing in a woman's life.

Wang Yue didn't know what kind of mentality he had when he called Bai Mange, was it hate, like, or something else?

For a while, Wang Yue's heart was so stuffy and his brain was so messy that he had the urge to hang up the phone, but at this moment, the mobile phone vibrated a little, which was a vibrating prompt for connecting the phone.

In a certain city, in a villa.

The night was already dark, and when I looked out through the window, I couldn't see the darkness everywhere I could see.

On the spotless white desk is a very beautiful table lamp, the table lamp is diffused with orange light, and a beautiful woman in a long skirt and white home clothes is writing on the Tianzi grid practice paper with a pen between her white and tender fingers with a faint light.

The beautiful woman writes fresh and elegant, delicate but not losing the majestic atmosphere, it is hard to believe that such an atmospheric good word comes from a woman.

Beautiful women write a lot of characters, but they all write only one word, and that is a child's character.

The beautiful woman is arranged in a very fast way, she writes about Tong Tong, but there is a blank space in front of the word Tong Tong, which is the case in front of every Tong Tong.

The beautiful woman writes very seriously, occasionally dialing a few strands of green silk that runs to her forehead, the gentleness of the moment is as soft as clear water, and occasionally purses her lips and smiles, and the smile of the moment eclipses the flowers on the table.

A very soft music sounded, the beautiful woman's originally smooth writing instantly suffocated, she first glanced at the caller on the screen, she stretched out her finger to answer, but the outstretched finger trembled at the moment when it was about to touch.

The beautiful woman frowned, and then looked sideways at the sleeping child on the big bed, looking at the cute little face like a porcelain doll with slightly baby fat, she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, and the slightly trembling fingers instantly quieted down.

The beautiful woman slightly opened her rosy and tender lips, and gently exhaled a mouthful of Finnish fragrance, and the milky white Qianqian tender fingers firmly pointed to the word answer.

On the campus of Youth University, under the willow tree in the playground, a thin figure was draped in the dark night, put the mobile phone to his ear, pursed his trembling lips, and said softly: "I am Wang Yue." ”

"Little boy, your voice has matured."

After more than three years, Wang Yue heard Bai Mange's voice again, or the crisp and numbing voice, or the charming voice that seduced people, or the invisible enchanting charm.

Some people ridiculed the stupid behavior of the princes of the Beacon Opera, and King Zhou You was an idiot who buried the country, but they didn't know that the fault was not the behavior of the princes of the Beacon Opera itself, nor in the King of Zhou You himself, but in the praise of the city.

Some women, a smile can cause a disaster, so that countless princes and swords appear in the flames, Bai Mange obviously belongs to this ranks, if it is put in ancient times, there will definitely be a biography of a beauty who has brought disaster to the country and the people, comparable to praise, comparable to Daji.

Wang Yue said softly: "Your voice is still so good, like a Pandora treasure box." ”

Bai Mange asked, "It's tempting to open it, but after opening it, it's a disaster, right?" ”

Wang Yue denied: "The fault is not the Pandora Treasure Box, but the opener, because it is not the Pandora Treasure Box that is automatically opened, but the opener who opened it with his own hands, and then released the disaster." ”

Bai Mange asked, "Little boy, tell me, are you right to hate me?" ”

Wang Yue said softly: "I hated before, but I don't hate anymore." ”

Wang Yue thought that it would be difficult for him to communicate with Bai Mange, because he was full of anxiety and uneasiness even when he called him, and even adjusted several times before he had the courage to call him.

But when Wang Yue and Bai Mange really talked on the phone, he found that his heart was so calm and soft, and this calm and softness did not come from him but from Bai Mange.

Wang Yue's voice was a little hoarse, but he still said softly: "Is it okay to return my sister?" ”