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Falling in Love With A Cool Guy

Sweet stories are coming. Be brave, and tell him how you feel. We hide in the lonely corners, watching those charming boys, but we don't know as long as we are brave enough, we can win their hearts. The handsome schoolboy, the abstinent professor, the cool genius... Who says that crush is fruitless? The pursuit of true love never goes out of style. “Falling in Love With A Cool Guy” My bestie's brother was a cool guy. When I met him for the first time, he went out of the bathroom and covered my head with a coat. Chelsea, my bestie tried to smooth things over. "This is my friend. Is she beautiful?" He looked at me coldly and said in a mean tone, "Ugly." Well, you might be a handful, but I knew how to deal with this type. I showed him my care and consideration for a long time. In the end, I gave up. He was still so arrogant that he didn't even call me sister. Two days after I gave up, he sent me the first message. Cool guy: [Are you playing hard to get?] “Love You Long Ago” I had a crush on Matthew, who was my neighbor, for a long time. One day, Matthew took the initiative to find me and introduced his younger brother to me. I smiled bitterly. Everyone knew that his half-brother was the person he hated the most. “Crush” I never thought this scene would appear in front of me. A tall man stood before me, holding the pink lingerie I had just taken off with his slender ring finger. My jeans were halfway also down my thighs.

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In the end, we didn't find the so-called medium.

Life returned to peace. Christopher and I brought my grandmother to live with us in the city. As the summer approached, I successfully passed the graduation thesis defense.

We rented a house outside.

It didn't take long for the class to organize a graduation trip together.

Everyone knew about Christopher and me. They made an exception and asked me to bring my family with me.

The night before departure, Christopher was still busy with his study. I rubbed my heavy eyelids and asked, "When will you go to bed?"

Christopher, wearing glasses, looked up from the pile of books, and his gentle gaze was full of love.

"Babe, I need more time. Are you coming in? Or do you want to go to sleep?"

Princess was sleeping soundly with Grandma this time. I didn't want to sleep alone, so I came to Christopher, lowered my head, and stared at his manuscripts filled with words.

"Multiverse Research Organization?"