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"Don't speak so absolutely,"
Zhu Qingyue seemed to find the self-abandoning side of him quite amusing and endearing, and although she didn't move closer and kept a certain distance, Xu Xiangyang still heard the girl's barely suppressible laughter, gentle and soft.
"Actually, nobody knows what the future holds. What if something like that really happens? I think the chances are quite significant."
"Even if it is true, I want to solve this problem now."
"Why is that?"
"Because, I've had enough."
Perhaps, once I've grown up and become more mature, I'll be able to face all this with more confidence, even openly declaring that I'm in love with both Lin Xingjie and Zhu Qingyue, actively pursuing them without any unease;
Or maybe, in a few years, once our feelings have deepened, spending time together has become habitual, becoming what's so-called "family," it'll be easier to deal with this issue.
But—