In the early morning, the golden sunlight spreads softly through the curtains into the room. Chen Lu suddenly woke up from his dream. He stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes, but his hand was wet. It turned out that he had really cried...
When he turned his head, he found that the person next to him was also awake.
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Modern literature suddenly comes to mind when listening to ancient songs...Tz
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