To you, the girl I love!
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  • Reads 44
  • Votes 13
  • Parts 13
  • Time 15m
Complete, First published Jan 23, 2023
Đây là bản tiếng anh. Ai muốn đọc tiếng việt xin mời tới https://www.wattpad.com/story/332575433

"To you, the girl I love!" is a set of 12 short segments. Each paragraph is a separate detail. Talk about the boy's peaceful memories. They are all good memories. But the end of the love made those memories become painful memories that pierced the hearts of those who stayed.

"I love the girl with the black hair and white ao dai.

I love the haughty girl with a lot of hate.

I love the girl who easily accepts pain to receive more happiness.

I love the girl with a sweet smile even though her heart has been painfully torn.

The girl I love is a white lily with thorns. She is pure, she is beautiful. But surrounding me are thorns that make people touch me painful."

Author: Quyen Vo
Composed: January 1, 2023 (Lunar calendar)
At the beginning of the year, the author is sad, so write sad stories to relieve the mood.

I am the author of this series, but I am not good at English. This is a translation from google translate. If anyone would be kind enough to correct my wording and grammar, please message me on Wattpad. thank you
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