"good."
“I was very angry, so I erased all traces of us in the office and threw away the photos.”
Duan Ye turned his head and gently kissed her ear: "It's okay, shall we slowly fill it up again?"
"I'll listen to you from now on."
"I don't want to see you cry anymore, I'm sorry."
Luo Qingyuan closed her eyes in his arms: "I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have left back then."
"Do you still like me?" Duan Ye asked.
Luo Qingyuan's voice carried a hint of grievance: "I don't want to like it anymore."
That is liking.
Duan Ye sighed, finally confirming his wife's feelings with trepidation.
His voice trembled slightly, and sounded fierce: "Don't go disappearing again."
Luo Qingyuan punched him lightly: "You're not allowed to flirt with other women anymore."
Duan Ye: "No way. Looking around, who's as good-looking as you? I'm not blind."
"You're not allowed to call him 'senior' all the time, and that brat from the Xie family isn't allowed to call you 'sister Luo' either."
Luo Qingyuan: "How come I never realized you were so jealous before?"
"That senior, it's me..."
"Are you still yelling?"
"He's really just a senior..."
Hearing those two words made Duan Ye feel extremely uncomfortable; the diagnosis and those provocative words were still vivid in his mind.
Luo Qingyuan's little mouth kept chattering, but I couldn't hear her clearly, I couldn't understand her, and I didn't want to listen.
So, I hardened my heart.
He leaned down and covered her mouth with his.
At this moment, they truly reunited in Kyoto.
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