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Huge handful of snow-white buckwheat flowers.

And, a pink gift box.

On the gift box, a bow is also tied with white silk gauze.

Tang Mulin took a step.

She seemed to already know who sent it.

Sure enough, I removed the greeting card from the bouquet, and there was only one sentence on it.

"Miss Tang, Merry Christmas!

When I find the answer, I will come back to see you, I hope that day will not be too long! "

"Ms Tang, what's wrong?"

Seeing Tang Mulin staring blankly at the greeting card, neither holding flowers nor gifts, the butler asked with concern, "Is there something wrong? If so, you can refuse it."

"Oh Nope."

Tang Mulin shook his head and returned to the room with flowers and gifts.

The pure white buckwheat flowers are extraordinarily dreamy and beautiful on the bay window with colorful lights.

Tang Mulin stared blankly for a long time.

The flower language of buckwheat is lovers.

He clearly doesn't remember her anymore, does he?

So, is this a coincidence?

definitely is!

Forcefully pulling back the aimless speculation, Tang Mulin opened the gift box.

With just one look, tears started to fall.

An acrylic diamond the size of a pigeon egg.

A fluffy white pom-pom.

A big white rabbit whose candy wrappers have turned yellow.

Also, a doodle book.

These are all gifts that the little girl forcibly gave to the lonely boy every time they met.

And this is just a small part of it.

But why, he obviously doesn't remember her anymore, so he still keeps these things?

With tears in his eyes, Tang Mulin opened the graffiti book.

On the first page, there is a small outline of a girl's prototype.

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Thinking of that middle-2 and childish self, Tang Mulin laughed through tears.

The doodle book is full of essays.

"It's Monday, ah, I hate Monday the most. It doesn't make me feel pretty at all to think that it's the weekend in five more days."

"Oye, my favorite Friday is here... I have the bitter chrysanthemum salad that I don't like to eat for dinner. I want to vomit. Mom said she wants to lose weight and keep in shape, but she is not fat at all, okay? Hey, woman. I hope that when I grow up, I will not become a woman who is troubled by her beauty and body."

"Why do boys hate it so much? Shouldn't liking a girl be gentle care for her? What's the point of catching a caterpillar and putting it on her clothes? Let you see her so frightened that her face is full of tears. Ugly, she doesn't even want to talk to you, okay?...Ah, boys are so stupid! Fortunately, the boys I like are cool, smart and cold, not stupid at all, hehe..."

...

After flipping through a few pages, Tang Mulin suddenly felt a difference.

The graffiti book flipped to the first page, and Tang Mulin read it again.

"Today is Monday..."

On the back, is another handwriting, "I hate Mondays too. Sugar, we do."

"Oye, my favorite Friday is here..."

On the back, "I like Friday too~www.readwn.com~ Boys are so stupid! Fortunately, the boys I like are cool, smart and cold..."

On the back, "The girl I like is called sugar. She is the most beautiful and lovely girl in the world. If everyone can only make one wish in their life, then my wish is only related to her."

...

The green handwriting can already be seen to be a bit sharp.

I took the greeting card and looked at the handwriting that was obviously from the hand of one person.

Tang Mulin burst into tears.

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