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Lin Xiaoman had a crush on her high school deskmate Chen Mo for three years, and finally got his "let's try" when they graduated from college. She poured all her tenderness into this relationship—saving 300 receipts for his favorite iced Americano, remembering his peanut allergy, even giving up her offer to Beijing for him. But Chen Mo's kindness was too "standard": he'd bring hot porridge when she worked overtime, but never said "I miss you"; he'd remember her menstrual cycle, but never posted their photos on social media. Until one day, she found Chen Mo's memo, with the last line: "When Xiaoman's eyes light up, she looks like my deceased sister." It turned out her "mutual devotion" was just him projecting his regret onto her name. Standing outside the convenience store late at night, holding the hot cocoa he just gave her, she suddenly understood that sentence: "I loved you, but we were never in love."
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