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... nt and elusive.
As if coming from the distant horizon.
Or whispering in the ear…
Bai Ruge wore a worried expression: “Who is it…”
Ye Hao leaned in, squinting, and said, “Who’s knocking on my window?”
Bai Ruge seemed not to hear Ye Hao’s voice, her eyes lost: “Who is it…singing…”
Ye Hao: “Warming up the loneliness?”
Shen Taotao continued: “White clouds leisurely, blue sky unchanged, tears drifting?”
The eyes of Shen Hongxiu and Fang ...
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