Now he has a bouquet of dead flowers, exactly what you'd give someone you hate, the perfect symbol of love gone wrong. He looks up, from beneath his lashes, at the exquisite person standing before him. ]
Are you hurt, my love?
[ He reaches out, to take Shen Qingqiu's elegant hand in his, and examine it for burns. ]
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Now he has a bouquet of dead flowers, exactly what you'd give someone you hate, the perfect symbol of love gone wrong. He looks up, from beneath his lashes, at the exquisite person standing before him. ]
Are you hurt, my love?
[ He reaches out, to take Shen Qingqiu's elegant hand in his, and examine it for burns. ]