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[Introduction] jing ru is lucky. Some people say that love is a bet. If you win the bet, you will get the whole ocean in return, and you will lose completely. Jingru is kind, and in the chosen position, she can’t be the leading role of the story all the time. Everyone has his own happiness, including being chosen. There is a kind of love called no fate, and a kind of love called fulfillment. Happiness Rubik’s Cube in “overdraft Love”, with the thought of the melody of “angel wings”, the host tied the love between Yuanyuan and Junhao with such a sentence. The story was full of bitterness. After watching it, I couldn’t sleep all night. Love is a contract, but we never know when it is out of date. If you don’t love it, you just don’t love it. How many uniqueness can a man have in his life, does the present happiness have to be exchanged by hurting the one you once loved and the one you loved deeply? I can’t tell who is right and who is wrong. Junhao spent three years caring for a true love and one and a half years forgetting a person he once loved. He is affectionate, in a long life, only when one clears the past, can one have a future. For Junhao, there is indeed a result that she doesn’t love, but only agrees that she has no chance. He is worthy of herself and Yuanyuan. The other one in front of her is also an angel, she is as good as her beloved Yuanyuan, and let herself down if she has missed it. True love is to cherish the person in front of her. Lingering stories are always full of pain. The hourglass of time deposits the past that cannot be escaped. The hands of memory always pick up those bright sadness. For Yuanyuan, love without result is a pity, permeated with sadness without complaint or regret. It takes four years to maintain a love and four years to strive to create a result. She is undoubtedly the most beautiful angel, lost to the pursuit as always. I will always keep him in my heart. My boyfriend is gone. Love is a kind of pain that you have to let go. There is a kind of love called letting go. True love is a kind of fulfillment. He gave up himself for someone in his whole life, not seeking results, not seeking peers, but meeting him in the most beautiful years. Love is that two people advance and retreat in the same direction, and the focus is balanced. Two people will never leave each other. One side is too hard or slack, and efforts are in vain. Jingru is lucky. Some people say that love is a bet. If you win the bet, you will get the whole ocean in return, and you will lose completely. Jingru is kind, and in the chosen position, she can’t be the leading role of the story all the time. Everyone has his own happiness, including being chosen. The relationship between jing ru and Jun Hao is more destined for fate than love. Happiness is a curse. In This curse world, there are more infatuated women and less poor men. [Responsible editor: Ke Er]] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…