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When Lan Yu saw that I didn't say anything, she suddenly stood up. Hold my hand and say gently,

"Zhongyu, I like to read a poem recently. "Two of these sentences I especially like …"

Lan Yu rarely spoke to me in such a gentle and formal tone. When she was alone with me, most of the time she was teasing or teasing. This ladylike gentleness did not suit me well.

I looked at her and asked