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Nhặt Người Hầu Là Lão Đại

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Văn án:
Sơ Linh từ trong tay người xấu cứu một vô danh thanh niên, từ nay về sau người này đối với nàng nói gì nghe nấy tiểu người hầu, bất quá này thanh niên trúng cổ độc nên tâm trí đều hủy, làm việc nói chuyện đều giống như hài đồng.

Một ngày cao hơn Sơ Linh nửa cái đầu thanh niên lôi vạt áo của nàng, lại là một trận nức nở:

"Linh Linh. . . Linh Linh. . . Ô ô ô. . ."

"Làm sao? Tại sao lại khóc?"

"Ta, ta. . . Ta tìm không thấy tiểu tiểu địa phương. . . Muốn tiểu trong quần. . ." Người hầu khóc đến một phen nước mũi một phen lệ.

Nam chính tiền kì bởi vì bị bại hoại tính kế biến thành nhược trí, nhường nữ chủ cứu ra sau chậm rãi khôi phục tâm trí 1v1HE.

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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.