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... fingertips unconsciously hooking onto the knitted edge of her hem.
Their breaths gradually became steady amid the intertwined fabrics, Chen Yu Ying's hand slowly released from his back, clasping onto it.
The fireworks seemed to know who they were truly serving, dying out at just the right moment, leaving only snow-white ashes floating on the river's surface, while the drone descended to the ground and disappeared across the riverbank.
And so, only the faint moonlight was ...
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