【You can choose to love me or not, but I can only choose to love you or love you more.】

Gu Tangxin was no longer as shy as before. She held onto the corner of his clothes tightly, leaned into his arms, and responded to him with a smile on her lips, "I love you too."

Beautiful and touching pictures.

He was full of love and reluctance for her, and there was a hint of loneliness and fear hidden in the corners of his raised mouth.

But she thought they would be together forever.

Not far behind them, Xiaobu was standing in front of a food stall, holding the street food the boss had just handed him, looking at their backs for a long time and unable to recover.

He held two cones in his small hands.

This is a famous dish in San Francisco. It looks as cool as a popsicle on the outside, but when you eat it, it is filled with heat from the heart, which can keep people warm.

The cone in his hand was melting away little by little, and the outer layer of ice was melting away little by little, revealing the red, steaming heart.

The other one was given to him by the boss just now. It was baked a little later than the previous one, but it was still intact.

Such a scene seems to symbolize two people cuddling together not far ahead.

Mo Jiran was the first one that was about to melt.

That, the popsicle whose whole body was so cold that he was about to die, but what really warmed his heart was the full amount of love he left for her.

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Finally, we found a Chinese restaurant, and the three of us walked in holding hands.

"Xiao Bu, sister treats you to a famous Chinese food, wontons!"

Gu Tangxin proudly pulled Xiao Bu and sat down.

Xiaobu nodded, but he looked at Mo Jiran.

He hadn't been able to recover from the scene just now.

Feeling Xiaobu looking at him again, Mo Jiran turned to look at him, with a slight smile on his lips.

In the restaurants here, like McDonald's, you have to go to the counter and order your own food.

Gu Tangxin was honored to volunteer and went!

As soon as Gu Tangxin left, Xiaobu couldn't hold himself back any longer.

His little hands were spinning.

He didn't know whether he should ask.

Xiaobu is a calm and calm child, but he couldn't sit still about this matter.

"Brother." Xiaobu finally changed his name and called Mo Jiran brother instead of uncle.

"Huh?" Mo Jiran didn't feel surprised, raised his eyebrows and took a sip of hot tea.

"Aren't you going to tell your sister about your illness?" His royal blue pupils stared at him tightly as if they could see through him.

Mo Jiran didn't expect Xiaobu to ask him about this matter.

His expression changed slightly.

Mentioning this matter will always affect his mood, but this matter is something he has to face.

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