[ABO] Không cưới không thương
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Complete, First published May 26, 2017
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Tác giả: Ba ngàn chương một là bệnh

	Văn án:

	Thượng đế thị giác ABO văn

	CP: Đoạn Khải Trạch X Thiên Vũ

	Ôn nhu quấn quít tinh anh công X ôn nhu dửng dưng phúc hắc bị

	Đây là một cái không có cách nào viết văn án cũng không cách nào kịch thấu đích văn, nhưng cái này là một phen ấm áp văn.

	ABO hệ thống phối hợp đúng, chính là hai người trước sau khi kết hôn yêu câu chuyện, chính là công cùng bị từ từ đào tạo tình cảm câu chuyện.

	Ta cảm thấy, toàn bộ hành trình không có gì ngược điểm:

	Hai người lúc bắt đầu không hề yêu nhau, cũng chỉ nói không tồn tại cặn bã tiện hoặc là toa công lược đích chuyện;

	Hai người sau đó yêu nhau, rất nhanh liền nói rõ ràng cũng không tồn tại cặn bã tiện hoặc là toa công lược;

	Bổn văn chính là, heo chân quấn quít một chút, toàn bộ hành trình hẳn là không có gì đi tiểu điểm.

	Không sai, chính là như vậy trí chướng văn án! Nhất định phải nhìn phía dưới lôi điểm!

	Ấm áp nhắc nhở: Đôi thị giác, có công thị giác có bị thị giác, cho nên coi như là thượng đế thị giác. Có thể có người xem qua giá văn, là ta trước kia văn đổi một chút để đi lên, dùng để phong phú ta chuyên mục.

	Tránh lôi nhắc nhở:

	1, chớ bị chịu biểu tượng mê muội, chương thứ nhất có lẽ cảm thấy hắn có chút yếu, nhiên cũng trứng, trên thực tế hắn là một lãnh tình đích phúc hắc.

	2, hỗ cưng chìu sao? Dĩ nhiên hỗ cưng chìu, nhưng cái này cá hỗ cưng chìu không phải yêu nhau đích hỗ cưng chìu chính là đơn thuần hỗ cưng chìu a, làm sao miêu tả không rõ, muốn tự nhìn.

	3, có sanh non tình tiết, không nên hiểu lầm, ta
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"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake. The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth. Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts... ✨ No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's. But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed. My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809. Arjun's bike. Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine! I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students." I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me. "Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck. "No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me. ✨ Ex-Crush: More than just a crush, but a little less than love. ✨ Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it. Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished? ✨ Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality. Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger.