Marlowe and I rubbed our ears and temples together, we were so affectionate and charming, we crushed the years into pieces, then filled them with caramel, and ate them together for half a year.
In the past six months, we have returned to the way we used to eat at the same table and sleep on the same couch every day. Fortunately, Elowen Chun knows everything about the two of us and has a clear ear and eyesight. He can often remind us just right when guests come to visit. Ichiban.
Only then did this matter come to light.
But maybe I'm overly worried. After all, rumors have spread throughout the Chen family for a long time. Now whether they are true or false, no one can talk about them.
It’s just that I still treasure this heart carefully, like the last and most precious thing that protects Marlowe and me. I only dig it out when no one is around, chew it carefully, and listen carefully.
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