The first paragraph was really embarrassing. The director of the second paragraph is wretched and old-fashioned. This kind of chatting and flirting can really make the heroine spend a day with him. The heroine is really lonely. Confessions at a sushi restaurant are so embarrassing that you roll your eyes to the back of your head. Just a few words of confession and you want to be happy? Boys who are tired of confessing after drinking. In the end, because of separation and ambiguity, there is always a trace of reluctance to part, and there is no further physical contact, good!
The heroine has a fragile and stubborn naive beauty, and the act of wiping her fingers with a tissue in the coffee shop in the first paragraph makes this neurotic pale beauty unbearable. This kind of beauty is most appreciated by middle-aged literary men who are grinding and screeching.
Although embarrassing, it still makes people look at it with good eyes.
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