Love can make people happy, but it can also make people crazy.
Zhang Xiaoli took out a pair of scissors from her pocket again, cut the cuffs of her husband's shirt, and tore it all the way to his shoulders. She squeezed the strong adhesive onto her left arm with trembling words: "I'll stick the two of us together, and we'll never do it again." Separated..."
When everything was ready, Zhang Xiaoli raised her arm and pressed it firmly on her husband's arm, as if she was about to become one with her husband, her eyes a little excited.
Wu Ge's face was pale, he couldn't say a word, and his breathing gradually became weak. He raised his arm and pointed at the computer on his desk.
On the computer screen is an unsent email with several paragraphs written on it:
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