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... the summer wind blows softly, and the cicadas chirp endlessly.
The morning sunlight passed through the layers of branches, not dazzling, just like a soft filtered color, melting into a light halo, kissing the young man's clean eyebrows and eyes lightly.
He was looking down at her.
"Shen Qingzhuo, I suddenly remembered something." The shadow on the ground nimbly emerged from his arms, looked up at him, faced each other, and took a step forward.
The distance b ...
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