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... tly. The two are very close to each other, but their lips do not touch. Together, the atmosphere is charming and ambiguous.

The light is dark but the pixels are not very clear, but it is not difficult to tell that Ning Qingwan is the one with his back against the wall in the photo.

The other, if you have a heart, can easily be recognized as the person who hugged Ning Qingwan at the concert, and the person who dated Ning Qingwan in the "Fortunate to Meet You" Reuters video. They are ...

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