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... there like an idiot?"
The wind turned gentle because of her, carrying snowflakes to Cheng Qiaobei’s head, cheeks, and shoulders. Every word she muttered sounded like concern, like anxiety, like an unspoken feeling that only someone in love would worry about.
Cheng Qiaobei was unsure and took a step towards her until they were face to face, close enough to see the flakes on her eyelashes, close enough to see the fluffy snow on her shoulders.
They were soaked by the same s ...
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