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"I also learned that I can be strict with myself, but gentle with others, and there are many...many other things."
I should have a very clear memory, but I can't always recall the appearance of that person. I only remember that he always treated himself like a child, rubbing his head, scolding himself for not being able to do this or that. He was far different from the people he knew.
Hateful face,
Ye Sheng's nostalgic voice became very soft at the moment of trance, and then for some reason he thought of the dark figure of the night crow in the dream, and his consciousness returned from his mind to his vision.
Finally, when I saw the appearance in front of me, my eyes subconsciously stayed on his face for some reason.
"Um, Sister Yesheng??"
The moment he lowered his wrist, when Ye Sheng was so dazed that he didn't notice it, Lingyuan vibrated again undetectably.
"Ah, it's okay, I just remembered something from the past."
Seeing Ye Sheng shake his head slightly and his burgundy soft curly hair swaying slightly, Fangran didn't quite understand what he heard, but he asked curiously:
"That person is very important to you, Sister Yesheng, isn't he? Was he your teacher at that time, Sister Yesheng? Speaking of which...it's really unimaginable that someone can teach you a lot of things, Sister Yesheng..."
"Important... Well, that is probably one of the most important people to me. As for the teacher, that's not... He was just a few years older than me at the time. If I have to say it, I had feelings for him at the time.
Good impression,"
Unlike the night crow who saved everything I valued and dragged me out of despair, I have all the hope I have today from that person who was once confused.
Yesheng smiled and denied it. At the moment when Fangran was stunned,
There was a trace of nostalgia in the ink-colored pupils of the beautiful face, and she smiled softly with her eyes lowered.
