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... ring onto Zhong Meiying’s finger, then, amid the cheers of the crowd, he hugged her tightly, their lips met in a kiss that felt everlasting.
With a voice only the two of them could hear, Ye Qiu whispered in Zhong Meiying’s ear: "When buying flowers, the florist suggested I get ninety-nine for everlasting love, but I ended up buying ninety-eight. Do you know why?"
"Why?"
"Because you are my ninety-ninth flower."
When Ye Qiu woke up the next day, he discovered that ...
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