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The first girl to confess.
The setting sun is dim, and the scattered stars are like broken tears in the reddish sky.
Yang Shetian came out of the library and went home by bus.
When he passed the stadium, he saw a girl sitting on a step seat, leaning back alone. That dress looks familiar. Ah, the blue moon.
Strange, what is she doing sitting there alone?
Will not be lovelorn.
Yang speculated in his mind while patting the sky, pulled the car to the side of the road and locked it, then walked over to the blue moon.
Blue moon heard footsteps, suddenly turned around and saw that it was shooting into the sky, and she breathed a sigh of relief. "Ah, it's you. You gave me a fright. "
"What, you still think it's a pervert?" Yang smiled at the sky and sat beside the blue moon. Only then did he find that the blue moon was full of tears. "Are you crying?"
Blue Moon quickly wiped a tear with her sleeve and said with a wry smile, "Nothing, just a little sad."
"There is no reason to be sad." Yang asked tentatively.
"Yes, yes, but I don't want to tell anyone." Blue Moon said sadly, "I have nothing to say."
"am I not a person?"
"You ... hey, that's different."
"In that case, you can slowly sad. I'm going home for dinner. " Yang patted the sky and got up to go.
"Ah, you ... you this person. ...